"Illustrious King, have pity on a poor man."
"Enough, enough—chain up the bear to one of the beams, and be done."
"Seigneur bishop, in the name of your blessed hand which you give me to kiss, be charitable towards my poor animal."
"Is he perchance a Christian that I should exercise charity towards him? Oh, mountebank, mountebank, had you not shown yourself a minute ago to be a pious man, I would consider this last request an outrage."
To insist any longer would have been to risk losing everything. Karadeucq understood this, and addressing himself to Chram, said:
"Glorious King, let your will be done; but allow me to make one last request."
"Hurry up."
"The spectacle will only be a butchery; my bear being chained he will not be able to defend himself."
"Would you perchance leave him loose, old idiot, and have him devour us!"
"No, King; but if you would wish an amusement that would last some time, then at least equalize the forces; permit me to arm my bear with a club."