"Come near; catch me by the stirrup-leather [Landlord with lantern does so].

We are on the Breslau Great Road, that goes through Lissa, are n't we ?" LANDLORD.

"Yea, Excellenz." KING.

"Who are you ?" LANDLORD.

"Your Excellenz, I am the KRATSCHMER [Silesian for Landlord] at Saara." KING.