Martigues’ death, and that it was impossible for all the men in the world to have cured him; and assured him again I had done all that was to be done, and besought him to take me into his service; saying much more good of me than there was.  He having been persuaded to do this, sent to me one of his stewards, M. du Bouchet, to tell me, if I would serve him, he would use me well; I sent back my very humble thanks, and that I had decided not to take service under any foreigner.  When he heard my answer he was very angry, and said I ought to be sent to the galleys.

M. de Vaudeville, Governor of Graveline, and colonel of seventeen ensigns of infantry, asked him to send me to him, to dress an old ulcer on his leg, that he had had for six or seven years.  M. de Savoie said he was willing, so far as I was concerned; and if I used the cautery to his leg, it would serve him right.  M. de Vaudeville answered, if he saw me trying it, he would have my throat cut.  Soon after, he sent for me four German halberdiers of his guard; and I was terrified, for I did not know where they were taking me:  they spoke no more French than I German.  When I was come to his lodging, he bade me welcome, and said, now I belonged to him; and so soon as I had healed him, he would let me go without ransom.  I told him I had no means to pay any ransom.  He called his physician and his surgeon-in-ordinary, to show me his leg; and when we had examined it, we withdrew into a room, where I began my discourse to them. ...  Then the physician left me with the surgeon, and went back to M. de Vaudeville, and said he was sure I could cure him, and told him all I had decided to do; which pleased him vastly.  He sent for me, and asked if I thought I could cure him; I said yes, if he were obedient to what was necessary.  He promised to do only what I wished and ordered; and so soon as he was healed, he would let me go home without ransom.  Then I asked him to make better terms with me, saying it was too long to wait for my liberty:  in fifteen days I hoped his ulcer would be less than half its present size, and give no pain; then his own surgeon and physician could finish the cure.  He granted this to me.  Then I took a piece of paper to measure the size of the ulcer, and gave it to him, and kept another by me; I asked him to keep his promise, when I had done my work; he swore by the faith of a gentleman he would.  Then I set myself to dress him properly, after the manner of Galen. ...  He wished to know if it were true, what I said of Galen, and bade his physician look to it, for he would know it for himself; he had the book put on the table, and found that what I said was true; so the physician was ashamed, and I was glad.  Within the fifteen days, it was almost all healed; and I began to feel happy about the compact made between us.  He had me to eat and drink at his table, when there were no more great persons than he and I only.  He gave me a big red scarf which I must wear; which made me feel something like a dog when they give him a clog, to stop him eating the grapes in the vineyards.  His physician and surgeon took me through the camp to visit their wounded; and I took care to observe what our enemy was doing.  I found they had no more great cannons, but only twenty-five or thirty field-pieces.