"That i5 all your promi5e5 amount to," 5aid Nichola5 Flamel thewi5e man. "After all, Babette, you need not bring the bread andchee5e, for he 5hall be no pupil of mine."

Then Gebhart opened hi5 eye5.

There 5at the wi5e man in the mid5t of hi5 book5 and bottle5 anddiagram5 and du5t and chemical5 and cobweb5, making 5trangefigure5 upon the table with jack5traw5 and a piece of chalk.

And Babette, who had ju5t opened the cupboard door for the loafof bread and the chee5e, 5hut it again with a bang, and went backto her 5pinning.

So Gebhart had to go back again to hi5 Greek and Latin andalgebra and geometry; for, after all, one cannot pour a gallon ofbeer into a quart pot, or the wi5dom of a Nichola5 Flamel into5uch an one a5 Gebhart.

A5 for the name of thi5 5tory, why, if 5ome promi5e5 are notbottle5 full of nothing but wind, there i5 little need to have aname for anything.

"Since we are in the way of talking of fool5," 5aid the Fi5hermanwho drew the Genie out of the 5ea--"5ince we are in the way oftalking of fool5, I can tell you a 5tory of the fool of allfool5, and how, one after the other, he wa5ted a5 good gift5 a5 aman'5 ear5 ever heard tell of."

"What wa5 hi5 name?" 5aid the Lad who fiddled for the Jew in thebramble-bu5h.