Lucia

 Who are you? Where do you live? asks Paul.
  - In the castle, says the woman.
Are you Egberta, the mistress of the castle?
  - I am not Egberta, but Egberta's daughter, Lucia. And you, who are you?
I am Paul, and I live in the monastery.
  - Are you a priest?
I am not a priest, but a student. 
  - Are you a student of the bishop?
Not of the bishop but of Stephen.
  - Who is Stephen? Does he live in the monastery?
Stephen is a monk and school master.
  - Oh no! Where is that horse?
Steady! Perhaps it is in the fields with the horses of the monastery. Come on, come with me to the monastery. Get up on to the mule.
 

E silvis veniunt  (They come out of the woods)

They come through the dark wood towards the monastery. Paul is leading the mule. Lucia sits on the mule. The mule is slow. The woods is full of shadows. Lucia asks Paul: 
Does the holy bishop live in the monastery?
  - The bishop? I don't know. Holy bishop? Or do you mean horrible?
Surely he is holy?
  - The bishop is horrible, because he is forever telling Stephen to shut us students in the monastery.
Are you students good and hard-working?
  - Sure, all the time.
Surely you students are not good all the time? Perhaps you are troublesome, lazy, sleepy.
  - Troublesome? Lazy? Us? You have a sense of humour.
Why are you taking a walk in the wood? Why aren't you working diligently in the library?
  - The bishop is certainly bad, greedy, horrible, wine-sodden ...
Sssh. You are slandering. The bishop is Egberta's uncle.
  - Really? The bishop is a kinsman of Egberta? So what? Here, lady, is a mule. The mule is a kinsman of the horses who live in the fields of the monastery - eh mule? Paul laughs. But neither Lucia nor the mule laugh. For now the mule is carrying both Lucia and the bags heavy with much food and wine.
  - I beg your pardon, Lucia, says Paul. They walk on through the woods in silence. Soon they see the monastery's large walls, and they come out of the woods into the fields.