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The Judge foiled his plan; and, cutting him off, hurried to the

spring. In the wind fluttered the white skirts of his

dressing-gown and a large handkerchief, of which the end was

fastened in his girdle; his straw hat, tied beneath his chin,

flapped in the wind from his swift motion like a burdock leaf,

falling now on his shoulders and now again over his eyes; in his

hand was an immense staff: thus strode on the Judge. Bending down

and washing his hands in the stream, he sat down on the great

rock in front of Telimena, and, leaning with both hands on the

ivory knob of his enormous cane, he thus began his discourse:-