XVI

BEING very well satisfied with what he had seen, the King returned to

his palace, after bestowing on me too many marks of favour to be here

recorded. On the following day he sent for me at his dinner-hour. The

Cardinal of Ferrara was there at meat with him. When I arrived, the King

had reached his second course; he began at once to speak to me, saying,

with a pleasant cheer, that having now so fine a basin and jug of my

workmanship, he wanted an equally handsome salt-cellar to match them;

and begged me to make a design, and to lose no time about it. I replied:

“Your Majesty shall see a model of the sort even sooner than you have

commanded; for while I was making the basin, I thought there ought to be

a saltcellar to match it; therefore I have already designed one, and if

it is your pleasure, I will at once exhibit my conception.” The King

turned with a lively movement of surprise and pleasure to the lords in

his company--they were the King of Navarre, the Cardinal of Lorraine,

and the Cardinal of Ferrara--exclaiming as he did so: “Upon my word,

this is a man to be loved and cherished by every one who knows him.”

Then he told me that he would very gladly see my model.

I set off, and returned in a few minutes; for I had only to cross the

river, that is, the Seine. I carried with me the wax model which I had

made in Rome at the Cardinal of Ferrara’s request. When I appeared again

before the King and uncovered my piece, he cried out in astonishment:

“This is a hundred times more divine a thing that I had ever dreamed of.

What a miracle of a man! He ought never to stop working.” Then he turned

to me with a beaming countenance, and told me that he greatly liked the

piece, and wished me to execute it in gold. The Cardinal of Ferrara

looked me in the face, and let me understand that he recognised the

model as the same which I had made for him in Rome. I replied that I had

already told him I should carry it out for one who was worthy of it. The

Cardinal, remembering my words, and nettled by the revenge he thought

that I was taking on him, remarked to the King: “Sire, this is an

enormous undertaking; I am only afraid that we shall never see it

finished. These able artists who have great conceptions in their brain

are ready enough to put the same in execution without duly considering

when they are to be accomplished. I therefore, if I gave commission for

things of such magnitude, should like to know when I was likely to get

them.” The King replied that if a man was so scrupulous about the

termination of a work, he would never begin anything at all; these words

he uttered with a certain look, which implied that such enterprises were

not for folk of little spirit. I then began to say my say: “Princes who

put heart and courage in their servants, as your Majesty does by deed

and word, render undertakings of the greatest magnitude quite easy. Now

that God has sent me so magnificent a patron, I hope to perform for him

a multitude of great and splendid master-pieces.” “I believe it, “ said

the King, and rose from table. Then he called me into his chamber, and

asked me how much gold was wanted for the salt-cellar. “A thousand

crowns,” I answered. He called his treasurer at once, who was the

Viscount of Orbec, and ordered him that very day to disburse to me a

thousand crowns of good weight and old gold.

When I left his Majesty, I went for the two notaries who had helped me

in procuring silver for the Jupiter and many other things. Crossing the

Seine, I then took a small hand-basket, which one of my cousins, a nun,

had given me on my journey through Florence. It made for my good fortune

that I took this basket and not a bag. So then, thinking I could do the

business by daylight, for it was still early, and not caring to

interrupt my workmen, and being indisposed to take a servant with me, I

set off alone. When I reached the house of the treasurer, I found that

he had the money laid out before him, and was selecting the best pieces

as the King had ordered. It seemed to me, however, that that thief of a

treasurer was doing all he could to postpone the payment of the money;

nor were the pieces counted out until three hours after nightfall.

I meanwhile was not wanting in despatch, for I sent word to several of

my journeymen that they should come and attend me, since the matter was

one of serious importance. When I found that they did not arrive, I

asked the messenger if he had done my errand. The rascal of a groom whom

I had sent replied that he had done so, but that they had answered that

they could not come; he, however, would gladly carry the money for me. I

answered that I meant to carry the money myself. But this time the

contract was drawn up and signed. On the money being counted, I put it

all into my little basket, and then thrust my arm through the two

handles. Since I did this with some difficulty, the gold was well shut

in, and I carried it more conveniently than if the vehicle had been a

bag. I was well armed with shirt and sleeves of mail, and having my

sword and dagger at my side, made off along the street as quick as my

two legs would carry me.

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