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There was a nobleman in Gascony of great name and great family, and also of great standing among Princes, who was called the Lord of Jumeaux. He struck a deacon of the said religion with a staff merely because he had seen that he was being disdained by him, for he was his subject. Upon this happening, the other subjects who were of the reformed religion were so moved that, a few days later, they treacherously struck him with a gunshot and forced him to flee into the fortress. Not content with that crime, two or three days later, having broken down the doors of the fortress, they tore him from his wife's embrace while he lay half-dead in bed; having disfigured the wife's face with a wound and even most cruelly cut off two of her fingers, they forced the husband to witness all these impious and unworthy things, and then with rods, scourges, and leather straps, they beat him with such rage that they watched with the greatest pleasure as he breathed his last breath.