Gustav Klimt Painting

Gustav Klimt Painting
"Thou wilt sleep athwart the door, and guard it." In a moment more he was out of his troubles, in a deep slumber.
"Dear heart, he should have been born a king!" muttered Hendon, admiringly, "he playeth the part to a marvel."
Then he stretched himself across the door, on the floor, saying contentedly:
"I have lodged worse for seven years; "twould be but ill gratitude to Him above to find fault with this."
Gustav Klimt Painting
He dropped asleep as the dawn appeared. Toward noon he rose, uncovered his unconscious ward-a section at a time-and took his measure with a string. The king awoke, just as he had completed his work, complained of the cold, and asked what he was doing.
"'Tis done now, my liege," said Hendon; "I have a bit of business outside, but will presently return; sleep thou again-thou needest it. There-let me cover thy head also-thou"lt be warm the sooner."
Gustav Klimt Painting