XLVIII
THE LOVER
"Three brilliant men are my suitors," said the beautiful young woman. "And I would marry the one who loves me most. Tell me how I may know that one."
"Pick the one who, when he is with you, is the most stupid," replied her old nurse.
XLIX
THE PUBLIC
The hurdy-gurdy man's monkey, cap in hand, clambered to the sill of the mediocre artist's window. And the mediocre artist tossed into his cap a peanut. The monkey, putting the peanut in his mouth, swallowed it, and grinned.