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While the Notary was thus tarrying with his betrothed, a scullion

rapped on the window to attract his attention; they had caught

sight of a rabbit. The rabbit, stealing out of the willows, had

whisked over the meadow and leapt into the garden amid the

growing vegetables; there it was seated, and it was an easy

matter to fright it from the cabbage patch and to course it,

stationing the hounds on the narrow path that it must take. The

Assessor ran up, pulling Falcon by the collar; the Notary hurried

after him, calling to Bobtail. The Seneschal made them both stand

with their dogs near the fence, while he himself with his

fly-flapper set out for the garden, and by trampling, whistling,

and clapping his hands greatly terrified the poor beast.