let me help thee up.”

“O noble sir, forbear, and God love you for a princely gentleman — but it giveth me cruel pain to touch me when I am taken so.

My brother there will tell your worship how I am racked with anguish when these fits be upon me. A penny, dear sir, a penny, to buy a little food; then leave me to my sorrows.”

“A penny! thou shalt have three, thou hapless creature,” — and he fumbled in his pocket with nervous haste and got them out. “There, poor lad, take them and most welcome. Now come hither, my boy, and help me carry thy stricken brother to yon house, where — ”

“I am not his brother,” said the King, interrupting.