Each day is a festival unto them, who diligently heed the claustral proverb, De missa ad mensam.

They do not use to linger and defer their sitting down and placing of themselves at table, only so long as they have a mind in waiting for the coming of the abbot; so they fell to without ceremony, terms, or conditions; and everybody supped, unless it were some vain, conceited, dreaming dotard.

Hence was a supper called coena, which showeth that it is common to all sorts of people.

Thou knowest it well, Friar John.

Come, let us go, my dear friend, in the name of all the devils of the infernal regions, let us go.