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- It's loud said, before issuing the order. The officials of the principality thought, searching for such and such lords with a mate, he measured from the eye of this and that, and finally, in a mere inn, they found a tramp or pilgrim who did not differ in weight even in the number of letters in name, he was called namely as the master, we are not the master of anything at all, if he doesn't count on having his whole life at his disposal, walking around the world, there and here, as he pleases. Already at dawn, in front of the palace, a simple device was set up, which the children call seesaw. At one end of it sat a prince, at the other the tramp. The idea was simple, the first will tell his story, the second will listen to it, so he will then see how much he weighed. And so it would be. The first narrated, the second listened, the morning shifted to noon, the sun reached its peak, and then began to move, it was already dusk at the end of the day, but nothing was happening - balance, notwithstanding the lavish prince's story, it was not disturbed, the seesaw was not she moved neither for a blink, nor up, nor down. Just the night before, he was completely hoarse from the long storytelling and anger that his story doesn't do with a visible shift, the prince exclaimed: - Are you listening to me? "I'm listening, my lord," he replied. - I listen carefully, I could repeat everything… - But, that is not possible, I said so much that is valuable, isn't it out of envy to overdo it from the abundance of my story… - Your story, noble prince, is sweeping - the answer followed. - Hand on heart, there is, there is, your life was not poor. However, regardless of hers weight, we stay the same because you yourself are somehow lighter while talking to someone, a it's just as easy for me to listen to you. So, although there is a lot in your story happened, nothing has changed between us. If you don't count on a story for both of us easier. And that is by no means small. I would say that is enough. At the same time, coming down from the device, the prince and the tramp slowly, foot to foot, he headed for the palace. Now the other, the one who did not own strong estates, is something in detail he told the first one, I guess what he saw while walking around the world. And they both had it again just as easily, as it happens when someone tells someone a story of one kind or another content.