no time for ceremony — jump! Jump to your feet — some quality are coming!”

“Is that a marvel? Let them come.”

“But my liege! You must not be seen sitting. Rise! — and stand in humble posture while they pass. You are a peasant, you know.”

“True — I had forgot it, so lost was I in planning of a huge war with Gaul” — he was up by this time, but a farm could have got up quicker, if there was any kind of a boom in real estate — ”and right-so a thought came randoming overthwart this majestic dream the which — ”

“A humbler attitude, my lord the king — and quick! Duck your head! — more! — still more! — droop it!”