The tradesmen examined the objects, each choosing that in his own line of business.
" As to the sword, sire," said the cutler, " it is an Andrea Ferrara, a fine old blade. By a lucky accident, I happen to have one at home, in a small collection of ancient weapons, exactly like it. This evening it shall be at your Majesty's disposal."
" Perhaps, Herr Schnitzler, you will kindly write an order for it, as I wish no one of you to leave the palace, if you can conveniently stay, till your business is finished."
"With pleasure, your Majesty," says the cutler.
" As to the old rug," said the upholsterer, " I have a Persian one quite identical with it at home, at your Majesty's service."
" Then you can do like Herr Schnitzler," who was the cutler.
" And I," said the hatter, " have two old caps just like these, part of a bankrupt theatrical stock."
" We are most fortunate," said the king. " The boots, now I come to think of it, are unimportant, at least for the present. Perhaps we can borrow a pair from the theatre."
" As for the glass," said the optician, " if your Majesty will allow me to take it home with me------"
" I am afraid I cannot part with it," said the king; " but that, too, is unimportant, or not very pressing."