And so on in rotation to the end.
Whence, though capable of action, Peepi, by reason of these revolving souls in him, was one of the most unreliable of beings.
What the open-handed Zonoree promised freely to-day, the parsimonious Titonti withheld to-morrow; and forever Raymonda was annulling the doings of Voyo; and Voyo the doings of Raymonda.
What marvel then, that in Valapee all was legislative uproar and confusion; advance and retreat; abrogations and revivals; foundations without superstructures; nothing permanent but the island itself.
Nor were there those in the neighboring countries, who failed to reap profit from this everlasting transition state of the affairs of the kingdom.

All boons from Peepi were entreated when the prodigal Zonoree was lord of the ascendant.

And audacious claims were urged upon the state when the pusillanimous Blandoo shrank from the thought of resisting them.
Thus subject to contrary impulses, over which he had not the faintest control, Peepi was plainly denuded of all moral obligation to virtue.
He was no more a free agent, than the heart which beat in his bosom.
Wherefore, his complaisant parliament had passed a law, recognizing that curious, but alarming fact; solemnly proclaiming, that King Peepi was minus a conscience.

Agreeable to truth.

But when they went further, and vowed by statute, that Peepi could do no wrong, they assuredly did violence to the truth; besides, making a sad blunder in their logic.