And Wragg spake unto the Moderator, saying, "Verily, I am a worm, and no man, underdeserving of Thy bounteous mercy."
Then turned Wragg to Quiet Paul and Barbaria, and did roll his eyes unto Heaven, and he saith, "Behold, Tree has a God omplex. That augurs not well for we who are mere characters in his stories....."
Anyone bring up the 'moderator' thing again ain't going to like it....
Tree would have rather drank 'Gold Stripe' scotch than been a moderator...
Story continues...
As promised the bishop showed up the next day. The maid Ulrika poured him a glass of wine from Master Wragg’s finest in the cellar. She knew she would be punished for it but had been feeling rather neglected lately, what with had been going on with the girls of the meadow.
“So did the ‘Holy Ghost’ confer with last night?” Master Wragg demanded.
“He did” the bishop exclaimed. “I cannot sentence a woman to hang for crimes you allege.”
“That is not a problem; the Dutch judge Admi will be available to condemn the wenches” Master Wragg replied.
“Does he have jurisdiction here?” the bishop asked.
“France and the Dutch have a reciprocating agreement on jurisdiction.”
“But is he fair and just?” the bishop asked.
“He is beyond reproach!”
“Hmm… Here is my solution to your situation. If the three wenches confess and are convicted to hang, she will dig their graves and spent a year’s penance at the convent of the Order of Punishment and Penance serving penance before she begins finishing school at the convent at the Cruxton Abbey.”
“We have a deal” Master Wragg laughed.
“Not so fast… If any of the three wenches claim your daughter Helena seduced her, she walks and Helena hangs in her place.”
“Why the hell should I agree to this?” Master Wragg roared.
“Remember that fine steed you gave me instead of a cash infusion? I have sent my finest horseman and deacon to ride to the Vatican. He has a day and a half lead on anyone you could send out. By now he is in the cover of the Swiss Guard. If my second rider does not arrive within 10 days the Pope will have been delivered a letter that you practice heresy and wrath shall descend upon you and you household. Do we have a deal?”
“Oh, very well; I suppose you cheat at chess, also” Master Wragg said…
Tree