CHAPTER XLVII.

_How four Jugglers cut one another's Heads off, and set them on again,

and Faustus deceived them._

Dr. Faustus came in Lent unto Frankland fair, where his spirit

Mephistophiles gave him to understand that in an inn were four jugglers

that cut one another's heads off: and after their cutting off sent them

to the barber to be trimmed, which many people saw.

This angered Faustus, for he meant to have himself the only cook in the

devil's banquet, and went to the place where they were, to beguile them,

and as the jugglers were together, ready one to cut off another's head,

there stood also the barber ready to trim them, and by them upon the

table stood likewise a glass full of stilled waters, and he that was the

chiefest among them stood by it. Thus they began; they smote off the

head of the first, and presently there was a lily in the glass of

distilled water, where Faustus perceived this lily as it was springing,

and the chief juggler named it the tree of life. Thus dealt he with the

first, making the barber wash and comb his head, and then he set it on

again. Presently the lily vanished away out of the water; hereat the man

had his head whole and sound again. The like did he with the other

two; and as the turn and lot came to the chief juggler, that he also

should be beheaded, and that this lily was most pleasant, fair, and

flourishing green, they smote his head off, and when it came to be

barbed, it troubled Faustus his conscience, insomuch that he could not

abide to see another do anything, for he thought himself to be the

principal conjurer in the world; wherefore Dr. Faustus went to the table

whereat the other jugglers kept that lily, and so he took a small knife

and cut off the stalk of the lily, saying to himself, "None of them

shall blind Faustus." Yet no man saw Faustus to cut the lily; but when

the rest of the jugglers thought to have set on their master's head,

they could not; wherefore they looked on the lily, and found it

bleeding. By this means the juggler was beguiled, and so died in his

wickedness; yet no one thought that Dr. Faustus had done it.

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