And here his mind gave way.

Like so many absolute rulers before and since, he could not resist the ecstacies of supremacy.

To resume Professor Pearson's narrative: "The sovereign of Sion--although 'since the flesh is dead, gold to him is but as dung'-- yet thinks fit to appear in all the pomp of earthly majesty.

He appoints a court, of which Knipperdollinch is chancellor, and wherein there are many officers from chamberlain to cook.

He forms a body-guard, whose members are dressed in silk.