e; about the great basin of
the fountain had passed an ever-varying shifting of moving figures;
between the trees bright colors appeared and vanished, and from the
heart of concealed bowers had come peals of laughter or strains of
music. Unnoticed among the merry throng in palace and park, the jester
had moved aimlessly about; unobserved now, he turned his back upon the
gray walls, satiated, perhaps, with the fetes inaugurated by the kingly
entertainer. But as he attempted to pass the gate, a stalwart guard
stepped forward, presenting a formidable-looking glave.
"Your permit to leave?" he said.
"A permit? Of course!" replied the fool, and felt in his coat. "But
what a handsome weapon you have; the staff all covered with velvet and
studded with brass tacks!"
"Has the Emperor Charles, then, no such weapons?" asked the gratified
soldier.
"None so handsome! May I see it?" The guard unsuspiciously handed the
glave to the jester, who immediately turned it upon the sentinel.
"Give it back, fool!" cried the alarmed guard.
"Nay; I am minded to call out and show a soldier of France disarmed by
a foreign fool."
"As well chop off my head with it!" sighed the man.
"And if I wish to walk without the gate?" suggested the jester.
"Go, good fool!" replied the other, without hesitation.
"Well, here is the glave. If any one admires it again, let him study
the point. But why may no one pass out?"
"Because so many soldiers and good citizens have been beaten and robbed
by those who hover around the palace. But you may go in peace," he
added. "No one will harm a fool. If 'tis amusement you seek, there's
a camp on the verge of the forest where a dark-haired, good-looking
baggage dances and tells cards. You can find the place from the noise
within, and if you're merry, they'll welcome you royally. Go; and God
be with you!"
The jester turned from the good-natured guard and quickly walked down
the road, which wound gracefully through the valley and lost itself
afar in a fringe of woodland. A light pattering on the hard earth
behind caused him to look about. Following was a dog that now sprang
forward with joyous demonstration. The fool stooped and gravely
caressed the hound which last he had seen at the princess' feet.
"Why," he said, "thou art now the fool's only friend at court."
When again he moved on with rapid, nervous stride, the animal came
after. Darker grew the road; deeper hued the fields
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