In a very old time, a semi-barbarian king lived, whose views, although somewhat polished and sharpened by the progressive nature of distant Latin neighbors, were still large, florid and uncontrollable, and his half became barbaric. He was a very luxurious man, and, at his will, he turned his varied fantasies into facts. He was heavily awarded to self-communing; Also, when he and he agreed on any matter, the thing ended. When every member of his domestic and political organizations moved smoothly in its designated course, his nature was bland and normal; But whenever there was a slight disruption,And when some of his orbits left their orbit, he was vague and very clever, because nothing made him happy to make the pervert straight and crush random places.
In borrowed remarks, his barbarism was half-hearted and in the public arena, in which, through exhibitions of luxurious and brutal heroism, the mind of his citizens was purified and nurtured.
But even here, the great and barbaric luxurious character has asserted itself. The king’s stadium was built, not to give people the opportunity to listen to the rapsodies of dying Gladiators, or to help them see the inevitable end of the conflict between religious ideas and hungry jaws, But to expand for purposes and develop the mental energies of the people. This vast amphitheater, with its ambient galleries, mysterious compartments and its unseen passages, was an agent for poetic justice, in which the crime was punished. Or rewarded by the dictates of a biased and indelible opportunity.
When an object was accused of an offense of sufficient importance to interest the king, a public notice was issued that the fate of the accused of the tile on a given day would be determined in the king’s arena, – an organization worthy of its name; Because, although its shape and plan were borrowed from afar, its purpose was only emanating from this man’s brain, every barlicorn was a king, unaware of any tradition, who had to pay more loyalty than entertaining his luxury, And the one who fascinates each is the form of human thought and action and the rich development of his barbaric idealism.
When all the people gathered in the galleries, the king, surrounded by his court, sat high on the throne of his state on one side of the arena, he gave a signal, opened a door below him, and the accused entered the Amphitheater. He was a straight enemy, on the other side of the enclosed space, with two doors, which were the same and close. Walking directly to these doors, opening one of them is the duty and privilege of the person at trial. He can open both doors he wants: he is not subject to any guidance or influence other than the aforementioned biased and indelible opportunity. If he opened one, a hungry tiger came from it, the most cruel and most cruel to be able to buy, it immediately sprouted on him,Torn to pieces, as punishment for his guilt. The moment the offender’s case was thus decided, the worst iron bells were tied, the great cries of rent mourners posted on the outer edge of the arena, and with broad viewers, bowed heads and depressed hearts, slowly bent on the way home, Mourning that a very young and fair, or very old and respected person should have had a very bad fate.Slowly bent, mourning that a very young and fair, or very old and respected person should have had a very bad fate.Slowly bent, mourning that a very young and fair, or very old and respected person should have had a very bad fate.
But if the accused person opens the other door, a woman from it came out, well suited to his years and station, and can choose her majesty in her fair subjects; She immediately married this woman as a reward for the innocent. This is not to say that he may already have a wife and family, or that his affection may be involved in an object of his will: the king does not allow such subversive arrangements to intervene in his best revenge and reward plan. The exercises, like other events, took place immediately and in the arena. Another door was opened beneath the king, a priest, followed by a crew and a dance virgin throwing happy air in gold horns, trampling on a size,The couple advanced to where they stood beside; The marriage was held immediately and happily. Then gay brass bells hit their happy beals, people screamed happy Hurras, innocent man, in front of it, the children shook flowers on his path and took his bride to his house.
This is the half-barbaric method of the king who manages justice. Its proper integrity is obvious. The woman did not know that the woman would come from any door: the next moment, she was delighted without the slightest idea of whether he could be swallowed or married. In some cases the tiger came out of one door, some of which came out of the other. The decisions of this Tribunal are not only reasonable, but they are positively determined: the accused person will be immediately punished if he finds himself guilty; And, if innocent, he was rewarded on the spot, whether he liked it or not. Unable to escape judgments or the king’s state.
The company was very popular. When people gathered together during a large trial day, they never knew if they would witness a bloody massacre or a hilarious marriage. This element of uncertainty gave an interest to the occasion that was otherwise unattainable. Thus, the masses were entertained and the thought of the community could not impose unreasonable accusations against the project; Did the accused person keep the whole thing in his hands?
This half barbaric king had a daughter. As usual on such occasions, she was the apple of his eye, and above all she was loved by him. The elegance of common blood and the decrease of the station is a young man for regular romantic heroes who love the Royal Cunning. This royal virgin was well satisfied with her boyfriend, because he was so beautiful and courageous that everything could not be violated in this kingdom; She loved him, it had so much barbarism that it was so hot and strong. This love affair has moved happily for months, until one day the king finds its existence. He did not hesitate or wander about his duty on campus. The young men were immediately thrown into prison, and a day was assigned to his trial in the king’s arena.Of course this is an important occasion; His majesty and all the people were heavily concerned with the functions and development of this experiment.
There has never been such a case before; There has never been an object before to love a king’s daughter. Many years later, such things have become good enough; But then they have little, novel and startling.
The tiger-counts of the kingdom sought the most barbaric and relentless beasts, from which the fierce monster could be chosen to the arena; And talented judges carefully examined the ranks of virgin youth and beauty throughout the land, who, young, If he does not determine a different rule, he may have a suitable bride. Of course, everyone knows that the accused has been committed to the accused. He loved the princess, and neither he nor him thought of denying the truth to someone else; But the king would not think of allowing any of this kind of truth to interfere with the functions of the Tribunal, in which he had great pleasure and satisfaction. No matter how this issue changes, young people will be removed;The king will have an aesthetic pleasure in seeing the course of events, which will determine whether or not the young man has made a mistake in allowing the princess to love herself.
The designated day came. People gathered from afar and near, gathering large galleries of the arena; And the crowd, unable to obtain permission, mobilized themselves against its outer walls. The king and his court were in their places opposite the double doors – those lucky portals, very terrible in their unity.
Everything was ready. The signal was issued. He opened a door beneath the royal banquet and the prince’s boyfriend entered the arena. Tall, beautiful, fair, his appearance was less welcoming with praise and tension. Half the audience was unaware that a young man lived among them. No wonder the princess loved him! How horrible it is for him to be there!
As the young men advanced to the arena, he returned to worship the king, as usual: but he did not think of all that royal personality; His eyes stood on the princess, and she sat on her father’s right. In the absence of the movement of barbarism in her nature, the woman would not have been there; But her radical and enthusiastic soul would not allow her to be without a occasion where she was very interested. From the moment the order came out, her boyfriend had to decide his fate in the king’s arena, and she thought nothing about anything, night or day, but this great event and the various subjects associated with it. He had more power, influence and coefficients than anyone who had previously been interested in such a case,No other person had done what he didn’t do, – she kept the secret of the doors. In those two doors, lying behind those doors, the tiger’s cage, standing in front of it and waiting for the woman. Through these thick doors, heavily curtains with skins inside, no noise or advice can come from the inside to the person who has access to raise the latch of one of them; But gold and the power of a woman’s will brought that secret to the princess.No noise or advice can come from the inside to the person who has access to raising the latch of one of them; But gold and the power of a woman’s will brought that secret to the princess.No noise or advice can come from the inside to the person who has access to raising the latch of one of them; But gold and the power of a woman’s will brought that secret to the princess.
She didn’t know which girl was ready to come out in the room, bleached everything and radiantly, whether her door should be opened, but she knew who the girl was. It was a tile beautiful and beautiful in the Tomsals of the Court, which was chosen as the reward of the accused youth, and he must be proved innocent of the crime he wanted for someone above him so far; The princess hated her. She has often seen, or imagined, throwing a commendable view of this fair creature’s person in her boyfriend, and sometimes thought that these views were realized and returned. Now she saw them talking together; It had a moment or two, but could say more in a brief place;It may have been on topics that were not very important, but how would she know it? The girl was beautiful, but she dared to raise her eyes to the loved one of the princess; And, with the intensity of the brutal blood that spread to her through the long lines of the entire barbaric ancestors, She hated the shy woman behind that silent door.
When her boyfriend returned and saw her, his eye met her when she was sitting there more than everyone else in the vast sea of worried faces about her, and she saw it with the power of a quick sense of souls, She knows which door the tiger is bent behind, and the woman stood behind it. He was expecting her to know it. He understood her nature, and was assured to his soul that she would never rest until she made this matter clear to herself, and that all the other audience was hidden, even to the king. Any element based on the prince’s success in discovering this mystery was the only hope for determined youth; The moment he saw her, he saw her succeed,He knew she would succeed in his soul.
His quick and curious view is “What?” It was clear to her as he screamed at it from where he stood. There is not an instant to lose. The question was asked for a rash; It should be answered in another.
Her right hand was found in the barret with her front mattress. She raised her hand and made a slight, quick move to the right. No one sees her other than her boyfriend. Every eye but fixed on the man who was in his arena.
He returned, and. He passed the empty space with a firm and quick step. Every heart stopped beating, every breath was held, and every eye was immobile on the man. Without a slight hesitation, he went to the door to the right and opened it.
Now, the point of the story is this: did the tiger come out of the door, or was that woman?
No matter how much we reflect this question, we must respond so hard. This includes a study of the human heart, which leads us through the worst illusions of emotion, from which it is difficult to find our way. Reasonable reader, it is not like the end of the question depends on you, but on that hot-bloody, half-barbarian princess, her soul is in a white heat beneath the combined fire of despair and jealousy. She lost him, but who should keep him?
How many times, in the time and dreams she woke up, she began with wild horror and covered her face with hands, and she waited for the cruel hunts of tiger, as she thought about her boyfriend opening the door on the other side!
But how often she has seen him on the other door! When the woman opened the door, she grabbed her teeth and tore her hair. When she saw him rushing to meet the girl, how could her soul, with her cheek and the brightest fly of victory, burned in agony; When she saw him take her out, his entire law was happily fueled by the life of redemption; When she heard happy shouts from her crowd and the sound of happy bells; When she saw her priest, with his happy disciples, advance to the couple, and make them man and wife before her eyes; When she saw them walking together on the path of her flowers, The great shouts of the hilarious crowd, followed by,She lost a frustrated shout in it and sank!
It is not good that he dies at once, and not go to wait for him in the blessed areas of a half-barbarbaric future?
Still, that bad tiger, those shouts, that blood!
Her decision was pointed out in a moment, but it was made after the days and nights of the painful debate. She knew she would be asked, and she decided what she would answer, and she moved her hand to the right without any hesitation.
I am not sure to set myself up as a person who can answer it, something that the question of her decision is not considered lighter. So I leave it to all of you: the girl, or the tiger who came out of the open door?