Bowman," said the Master warily (for Bard now stood close beside him).
"He has tonight earned an eminent place in the roll of the benefactors of our town; and he is worthy of many imperishable songs.
But, why O People?"-and here the Master rose to his feet and spoke very loud and clear – "why do I get all your blame?
For what fault am I to be deposed?
Who aroused the dragon from his slumber, I might ask?
Who obtained of us rich gifts and ample help, and led us to believe that old songs could come true?