proudly commanded her to bring the steward, and if he was not at home, his wife. When she, astonished at such conduct, hesitated to obey him, he repeated his command as haughtily as if he were accustomed to grant favors instead of receiving them; and so she had to obey him, whether she wanted to or not.
Hearing the news, the stewardess got as angry as her servant. Such a person as a traveling musician to dare behave so haughtily was really an unheard-of thing! Whenever a trafficker, a cymbalist, or any other wanderer had strayed to the lonely Palace he had always behaved decently and modestly, gratefully accepting the hospitality offered him.
“Why did not Andrew stop the rude man right at the gate?” she angrily said, laying aside her work, “But he probably did not see him, and does not know that a stranger is here. He is undoubtedly sitting in his closet with his head lying on the table, unconscious of himself and the world about him. A whole
