friend Niklausse, did we come to the top of this tower to do?"
"In fact," replied the counselor, "we have permitted ourselves to be carried away by our reveries———"
"What did we come here to do?" repeated the burgomaster.
"We came," said Niklausse, "to breathe this pure air, which human weaknesses have not corrupted."
"Well, shall we descend, friend Niklausse?"
"Let us descend, friend Van Tricasse."
They gave a parting glance at the splendid panorama which was spread before their eyes; then the burgomaster passed down first, and began to descend with a slow and measured pace. The counselor followed a few steps behind. They reached the landing stage at which they had stopped on ascending. Already their cheeks began to redden. They tarried a moment, then resumed their descent.
In a few moments Van Tricasse begged Niklausse to go more slowly, as he felt him on his heels, and it "worried him." It even did more than worry him; for twenty steps lower down he ordered the counselor to stop, that he might get on some distance ahead.
The counselor replied that he did not wish to remain with his leg in the air to await the good pleasure of the burgomaster, and kept on.
Van Tricasse retorted with a rude expression.
The counselor responded by an insulting allusion to the burgomaster's age, destined as he was, by his family traditions, to marry a second time.
The burgomaster went down twenty steps more and warned Niklausse that this should not pass thus.
Niklausse replied that, at all events, he would pass down first; and, the space being very narrow, the two dignitaries came into collision, and found themselves in utter darkness. The words "blockhead" and "booby and "booby" were the mildest which they now applied to each other.
"We shall see, stupid beast!" cried the burgomaster,—"we shall see what figure you will make in this war, and in what rank you will march!"
"In the rank that precedes yours, you silly old fool!" replied Niklausse.
Then there were other cries, and it seemed as if bodies
