Jöns, squire:
My master and I just returned from abroad. You understand, my little painter?
Albertus Pictor, Church Painter:
The Crusades?
Jöns, squire:
Precisely. Ten years in the Holy Land, bitten by snakes and flies, slaughtered by savages, poisoned by bad wine, infested with lice by women, rotting with fever, all for the glory of God.
Albertus Pictor, Church Painter:
For the glory of God.
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