style to a peasant’s style, even when he was a willing and an11ous pupil; now then, to undertake to reduce the king’s style to a slave’s style — and by force — go to! it was a stately contract. Never mind the details — it will save me trouble to let you imagine them. I will only remark that at the end of a week there was plenty of evidence that lash and club and fist had done their work well; the king’s body was a sight to see — and to weep over; but his spirit? — why, it wasn’t even phased.

Even that dull clod of a slave-driver was able to see that there can be such a thing as a slave who will remain a man till he dies; whose bones you can break, but whose manhood you can’t. This man found that from his first effort down to his latest, he couldn’t