the eve of Ascension, at Vespers
Andreas asked me again today. Griped my shoulder and begged me to walk all the way to Kuttenberg to tell his sister Anne he lives. I told him no. I have no reason to walk that road, and the captain has us here. I wish he would accept it.
Nota scribaeHe sighed three times while telling me this.

It is only a few days' walk, Gilbert. A Christian would do it for a friend.
I am not walking to Kuttenberg.
If you do go, take word to my uncle too.