In laymen’s robust approach him to obey the orders of the abbot, disappeared all the placidity of the novice, who grasped with both hands the heavy oak kneeler and holding it up high like a club, he cried with a loud voice

– Teneo! St. George I swear by the first of you who dares to touch my head I break into a thousand pieces!

The warning could not be clearer or more forceful, and united to the threatening attitude of the novice, whose forces were well known to all, enough for laymen to recede more quickly and to frighten the monks, who rushed in droves toward the door. Only the abbot seemed ready to pounce on the rebel novice, but two monks who were next to him grabbed him by the arms and managed to put out of danger.

– He is possessed of the devil! shouted the fugitives. Ask for help! Comes the gardener with his crossbow, and also calls for the grooms. Soon, tell them we are in danger of death! Run, brothers! See that it reaches us!