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ughing, "and between these fair women and Diana I find no resemblance, but only a difference." "And in what consists the difference, John?" "Herein, sire, that Diana carried her horn at her side; but these fair ladies make their husbands wear their horns on the forehead!" A loud peal of laughter from the gentlemen, a yell of rage from the ladies, was the reply of this new epigram of John Heywood. They arranged themselves in two rows, and thus formed a lane through which John Heywood had to pass. "Come, John Heywood, come and receive your punishment;" and they raised their thorny rods threateningly, and flourished them with angry gestures high above their heads. The scene was becoming to John in all respects very piquant, for these rods had very sharp thorns, and only a thin linen shirt covered his back. With bold step, however, he approached the fatal passage through which he was to pass. Already he beheld the rods drawn back; and it seemed to him as if the thorns were even now piercing his back. He halted, and turned with a laugh to the king. "Sire, since you have condemned me to die by the hands of these nymphs, I claim the right of every condemned criminal--a last favor." "The which we grant you, John." "I demand that I may put on these fair women one condition--one condition on which they may whip me. Does your majesty grant me this?" "I grant it!" "And you solemnly pledge me the word of a king that this condition shall be faithfully kept and fulfilled?" "My solemn, kingly word for it!" "Now, then," said John Heywood, as he entered the passage, "now, then, my ladies, my condition is this: that one of you who has had the most lovers, and has oftenest decked her husband's head with horns, let her lay the first stroke on my back." [Footnote: Flogel's "Geschichte der Hofnarren," p.899] A deep silence followed. The raised arms of the fair women sank. The roses fell from their hands and dropped to the ground. Just before so bloodthirsty and revengeful, they seemed now to have become the softest and gentlest of beings. But could their looks have killed, their fire certainly would have consumed poor John Heywood, who now gazed at them with an insolent sneer, and advanced into the very midst of their lines. "Now, my ladies, you strike him not?" asked the king. "No, your majesty, we despise him too much even to wish to chastise him," said the Duchess of Richmond. "Shall your enemy
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