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"
What
dost
thou
mean
?
"
"
Mean
?
Hast
thou
not
begged
the
streets
of
London
all
thy
life
?
"
"
I
?
Thou
idiot
!
"
"
Spare
thy
compliments
--
thy
stock
will
last
the
longer
.
Thy
father
says
thou
hast
begged
all
thy
days
.
Mayhap
he
lied
.
Peradventure
you
will
even
make
so
bold
as
to
say
he
lied
,
"
scoffed
Hugo
.
"
Him
you
call
my
father
?
Yes
,
he
lied
.
"
"
Come
,
play
not
thy
merry
game
of
madman
so
far
,
mate
;
use
it
for
thy
amusement
,
not
thy
hurt
.
An
'
I
tell
him
this
,
he
will
scorch
thee
finely
for
it
.
"
"
Save
thyself
the
trouble
.
I
will
tell
him
.
"
"
I
like
thy
spirit
,
I
do
in
truth
;
but
I
do
not
admire
thy
judgment
.
Bone-rackings
and
bastings
be
plenty
enow
in
this
life
,
without
going
out
of
one
's
way
to
invite
them
.
But
a
truce
to
these
matters
;
I
believe
your
father
.
I
doubt
not
he
can
lie
;
I
doubt
not
he
doth
lie
,
upon
occasion
,
for
the
best
of
us
do
that
;
but
there
is
no
occasion
here
.
A
wise
man
does
not
waste
so
good
a
commodity
as
lying
for
nought
.
But
come
;
sith
it
is
thy
humour
to
give
over
begging
,
wherewithal
shall
we
busy
ourselves
?
With
robbing
kitchens
?
"
The
King
said
,
impatiently
--
