"Who did the deed?" was a question that arose to every lip.
The King, cruel as he was, did not wish to be suspected of being a street assassin. So he issued a proclamation in this form:
"Unless the alcalde (judge) of Seville shall discover the murderer of the gallant musician within three days, the alcalde shall lose his head."
The city judge began to make great exertions to discover the murderer.
The old bake woman came to him and said:
"I know who did the deed. But silence, silence! I saw it with my own eyes, but we must be still. It was the King himself!"
The alcalde dared not accuse the King, and yet he must save his own head. What was he to do?
He made an image of the King. He then went to the palace.
"O King! I have found the murderer. I have brought him here to receive sentence."
The King was glad that a suspected person had been found, so that the public thought might be directed to the suspect.