“I will give you ten thousand francs.”
“No! not for twenty thousand.”
“I will give them you.”
“No, no, no! not even for forty thousand.”
“I will give you thirty thousand.”
“No, no, no, no! not even for forty thousand.”
“And for fifty thousand?”
He agreed to open it, and he hands them their brother, the priest, whom he had left without a sou. After having got his fifty thousand francs, our lad went off well satisfied to his home, and lived there rich with his mother; and the mayor lived with his brother, the priest, poorer than he was before. And if they had lived well, they would have died well too.
Juan Dekos,[68] the Blockhead (Tontua).
Like many others in the world, there was a gentleman and lady who had a son. When he was grown up his father found that (his intellect) was not awakened, although he had finished his education. What does he do? He buys a ship for him, and takes a captain and a crew, and loads the ship with sand, and sends his son in it as master.[69] They all set off, and go very, very far away, and they come to a country where there was no sand. They sell theirs very dear, and our Juan Dekos went to take a walk in that place.