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The man moved a little further away, as soon as he could, and the

mender of roads fanned himself with his blue cap: feeling it

mightily close and oppressive. If he needed a King and Queen to

restore him, he was fortunate in having his remedy at hand; for,

soon the large-faced King and the fair-faced Queen came in their

golden coach, attended by the shining Bull's Eye of their Court,

a glittering multitude of laughing ladies and fine lords; and in

jewels and silks and powder and splendour and elegantly spurning

figures and handsomely disdainful faces of both sexes, the mender

of roads bathed himself, so much to his temporary intoxication,

that he cried Long live the King, Long live the Queen, Long live

everybody and everything! as if he had never heard of ubiquitous

Jacques in his time. Then, there were gardens, courtyards,

terraces, fountains, green banks, more King and Queen, more

Bull's Eye, more lords and ladies, more Long live they all! until

he absolutely wept with sentiment.