I have just finished my third year of apprenticeship with another lawyer, and I feel that I am ready to start my own business. I have been through almost twenty years of schooling, and I have graduated from the King's Hall at Cambridge. But books alone do not teach enough to live by, so I became an apprentice. My teacher was a well learned man named James Harewood, who is one of the greatest lawyers in all of England.
I can only hope to be half as successful as him, so I have joined your party in hope of finding clients and spreading word about my practice. We will cross any towns on our way to Canterbury, but I may not be staying with you for the entire journey. I hope to find some sort of business in a passing town and remain there for a while. Now that you all know who I am, I shall tell you my tale.
SAMANTHA STOSUR
SAMANTHA STOSUR
English: Apprentice. Man and boy making shoes.My tale is meant to show you how important faith and honor is, even to those who have long forsaken it.
There was a man who lived alone in a meadow, about half an hour away from any town. He was a con-artist. Everybody knew him, but he was not held in high esteem among them. This man was a dishonest, clever, and sneaky man. Three times he had tricked women into falling in love with him, just so he could sleep with them. He lived simply off of what he could steal from people, or what passing travelers gave him out of pity. Then one day, this beggar met a beautiful woman passing by in a carriage. She halted the carriage to give him money, but he would only accept her name. He told her that...