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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Twilight Land by Howard Pyle: have thought of anything else.
Jacob Stuck and the princess, and the king and the prime-minister, all went into the palace, and
there was a splendid
feast spread in plates of pure gold and silver, and they all four
sat down together.
But the prime-minister was as sour about it all as a crab-apple.
All the time they were feasting he kept whispering and whispering
in the king's ear. "It is all stuff and nonsense," said he, "for
such a man as Jacob Stuck to do all this by himself. I tell you,
it is all a piece of good luck, and not a bit of merit in it."
He whispered and whispered, until at last the king up and spoke.
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