All attempts to make the king serviceable to the troop had failed. He had

Stubbornly refused to act; moreover, he was always trying to escape. He had

Been thrust into an unwatched kitchen, the first day of his return; he not only

Came forth empty-handed, but tried to rouse the housemates. He was sent out

With a tinker to help him at his work; he would not work; moreover, he

Threatened the tinker with his own soldering-iron; and finally both Hugo and

The tinker found their hands full with the mere matter of keeping him from

Getting away. He delivered the thunders of his royalty upon the heads of all

Who hampered his liberties or tried to force him to service. He was sent out, in

Hugo's charge, in company with a slatternly woman and a diseased baby, to

Beg; but the result was not encouraging — he declined to plead for the

Mendicants, or be a party to their cause in any way.

Thus several days went by; and the miseries of this tramping life, and the

Weariness and sordidness and meanness and vulgarity of it, became gradually

And steadily so intolerable to the captive that he began at last to feel that his

release from the hermit's knife must prove only a temporary respite from

Death, at best.

But at night, in his dreams, these things were forgotten, and he was on his

Throne, and master again. This, of course, intensified the sufferings of the