Licking his Lips, with glistening Eyes,
He hops across the Floor. |K⊕P.|
Our fat, old Betty sweats and blows;
She does not see how near he stands,
And when she bangs the Door, Good Lands!
It’ most cuts off his Nose.
XI.
Once upon a time there was a king who was the wisest in all of the world. So wise was he that no one had ever befooled him, which is a rare thing, I can tell you. Now, this king had a daughter who was as pretty as a ripe apple, so that there was no end to the number of the lads who came asking to marry her. Every day there were two or three of them dawdling around the house, so that at last the old king grew tired of having them always about.