THE SERVANT.  Forsooth, they do if they are fashioned as this beggar.

THE KING.  Why, he is but a man.  Surely he cannot have more than one life in a lifetime.

THE SERVANT.  Listen to a tale, O king, which happened yesterday.

THE KING.  I am listening.

THE SERVANT.  Thy soldiers smote this beggar for crying aloud in the streets for bread, but his wounds are already healed.  They cut out his tongue, but he immediately grew another.  They slew him, yet he is now alive.

THE KING.  Ah! that is a tale which I cannot understand at all.

THE SERVANT.  O king, it may be well.

THE KING.  I cannot understand what thou sayest, either.

THE SERVANT.  O king, that may be well also.

THE KING.  Thou art speaking now in riddles.  I do not like riddles.  They confuse my brain.

THE SERVANT.  Behold, O king, if I speak in riddles it is because a riddle has come to pass.

(THE BEGGAR’S voice suddenly cries out loudly.)

THE BEGGAR (outside).  Bread.  Bread.  Give me some bread.

THE KING.  Ah!  He is crying out again.  His voice seems to me louder than it was before.

THE SERVANT.  Hunger is as food to the lungs, O king.

THE KING.  His lungs I will wager are well fed.  Ha, ha!

THE SERVANT.  But alas! his stomach is quite empty.

THE KING.  That is not my business.

THE SERVANT.  Should I not perhaps fling him a crust from the window?

THE KING.  No!  To feed a beggar is always foolish.  Every crumb that is given to a beggar is an evil seed from which springs another fellow like him.

THE BEGGAR (outside).  Bread.  Bread.  Give me some bread.

THE SERVANT.  He seems very hungry, O king.

THE KING.  Yes.  So I should judge.

THE SERVANT.  If thou wilt not let me fling, him a piece of bread thine ears must pay the debts of thy hand.

THE KING.  A king can have no debts.

THE SERVANT.  That is true, O king.  Even so, the noise of this fellow’s begging must annoy thee greatly.

THE KING.  It does.

THE SERVANT.  Doubtless he craves only a small crust from thy table and he would be content.

THE KING.  Yea, doubtless he craves only to be a king and he would be very happy indeed.

THE SERVANT.  Do not be hard, O king.  Thou art ever wise and just.  This fellow is exceedingly hungry.  Dost thou not command me to fling him just one small crust from the window?

THE KING.  My commands I have already given thee.  See that the beggar is driven away.

THE SERVANT.  But alas!  O king, if he is driven away he will return again even as he did before.

THE KING.  Then see to it that he is slain.  I cannot be annoyed with the sound of his voice.

THE SERVANT.  But alas!  O great and illustrious king, if he is slain he will come to life again even as he did before.