passed from lip to lip, visited the place. And the king in turn, learning of the gathering of a great crowd, arrived in person, and said to Mister Duly: "Speak without apprehension. What sort of business is this?" And Mister Duly said:
"What's duly his, a man receives."
Then the princess remembered, and she said:
"This law not even God can break."
Then the policeman's daughter said:
"My heart is not surprised, nor grieves."
And hearing all this, the merchant's daughter said:
"For what is mine, no strangers take."
Then the king promised immunity to one and all, arrived at the truth by piecing their narratives together, and ended by respectfully giving Mister Duly his own daughter, together with a thousand villages. Then he bethought himself that he had no son, so he anointed Mister Duly crown prince. And the crown prince, together with his family, lived happily; for means of enjoyment were provided in great variety.
"And that is why I say:
What's duly his, a man receives, . . . .
and the rest of it." And Gold continued:
"After these reflections, I recovered from my money-madness. For there is much wisdom in this:
Not rank, but character, is birth;
It is not eyes, but wits, that see;
