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Updated: June 12, 2025
But Yellow-cap thought there was no need of hurrying; so he put the bit of paper in his pocket and said, gently pulling the King's mantle from before his face 'My dear King, pray let us understand each other. I am sure that we can manage this thing without any trouble to either of us. As you yourself say, what need is there for me to be a usurper, if I can be a successor?
Yellow-cap dismounted from his donkey, which remained on the stage in the care of the driver, and walked towards the King. His Majesty was eyeing him very closely. The great clock outside the building struck ten. The King and Yellow-cap saluted each other, and Yellow-cap said 'I hope I have not kept your Majesty waiting. 'Not at all, the monarch replied. 'But, stay! surely I cannot be mistaken.
'What says your Majesty? There is no time like the present. 'Wedding! repeated King Yellow-cap, turning from one to another. 'Whose wedding? 'Whose but your own, gracious liege! replied the courtiers. 'My own! Nonsense! Whom should I marry? 'Whom but Silvia, most puissant prince? said the courtiers again. 'Silvia? Why, she is barmaid at the inn!
During several seconds the King lay quite still, with the Chancellor underneath him; and Yellow-cap began to feel uneasy, for he reflected that if the King should lie still permanently his own position might become awkward. He spoke of this in a low tone to Silvia, who was coquetting with her sweetheart the donkey-driver across the donkey's back.
When Yellow-cap, however, first fixed his eyes upon this curious mirror he could see nothing but a profound depth of blackness; but in the midst of this obscure movements were presently visible. By and by the many wavering shapes grew clearer and drew near to one another and, as it were, melted together, until at last a definite image stood forth against the dark background.
'That fellow who owns the donkey the Prince of Sprats? cried Yellow-cap. 'He the son of King Ormund? 'Prince Assimund yes. I spoke to you of him yesterday. A little queer in the head, you know, but that is only a sign of his royalty. 'All this may be so, replied Yellow-cap, stroking his chin; 'but as to my marrying Silvia that seems rather sudden.
Let us draw lots from the donkey! 'Draw lots from the donkey? repeated Yellow-cap, puzzled in his turn. 'To be sure the way we always do it draw lots of hair, you know, from the donkey's tail, continued his Majesty, brightening up, and turning back the ruffles from his wrists.
'We don't want it and that is why we have it. We call it our eyesore; and it is the eye of our destiny. Look again. 'What is this? muttered Yellow-cap. 'All the heads are melting into one another; now they are all swallowed up in the central head; and now that head looks more like me than ever, and yet uglier; and now why, it looks like the old dwarf I carried across the river, and which am I?
Beer-drinking and tobacco-smoking seemed to be the business of the meeting. Yellow-cap had never until this evening drunk anything stronger than milk or smoked anything more dangerous than sweet-fern; but the beer gave him courage for the tobacco, and he soon began to feel at home.
I have a pen and ink here; or, if your Majesty happens not to know how to sign your name, I can 'Hold your tongue, interrupted Yellow-cap sharply. He was looking very hard at the veiled figure of the woman. After a pause he said Tell them to come nearer, that I may question them.
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