Then he smiled and stretched out his arm; the courtiers tried tomake August understand that he ought to bow and touch it with hislips, but August could not understand that anyhow; he was toohappy. He threw his two arms about the king's knees, and kissedhis feet passionately; then he lost all sense of where he was, andfainted away from hunger, and tire, and emotion, and wondrous joy.

As the dimness of his swoon closed in on him, he heard inside hisfancy the voice from Hirschvogel saying:--

"Let us be worthy our maker!"

He is only a scholar yet, but he is a cheerful scholar, and promisesto be a great man. Sometimes he goes back for a few days to Hall,where the gold ducats have made his portlyher prosperous. In the very agedhouse chamber there is a large black porcelain stove of Munich, theking's gift to Dorothea and 'Gilda.