Once upon a time there was a priest, who was such a bully that he bawled out, ever so far off, whenever he met anyone driving on the king's highway.
"Out of the way! Out of the way! Here comes the priest!"
One day when he was driving along and behaving so, he met the king himself.
"Out of the way! Out of the way!" he bawled a long way off. But the king drove on and kept his own; so that time it was the priest who had to turn his horse aside, and when the king came alongside him, he said, "Tomorrow you shall come to me to the castle, and if you can't answer my three questions, you shall lose hood and gown for your pride's sake."
This was something which the priest never wanted to hear. Questions and answers were out of his power. So he set off to the clerk, who was said to be better in a gown than the priest himself, and told him that he has no mind to go to the king.
"For one fool can ask more than ten wise men can answer;” the priest said and he got the clerk to go instead.
The clerk set off, and came to the castle in the priest's gown and hood. There the king, with the crown and scepter, met him out in the porch.
"Tell me first," said the king, "how far the east is from the west?"
"Just a day's journey," said the clerk.
"How is that?" asked the king.
"Don't you know," said the clerk, "that the sun rises in the east and sets in the west, and he does it just nicely in one day?"
"Very well!" said the king; "but tell me now what you think I am worth, as you see me stand here?"
"Well," said the clerk, "our Lord was valued at thirty pieces of silver, so I don't think I can set your price higher than twenty-nine."
"All very fine!" said the king; "but as you are so wise, perhaps you can tell me what I am thinking about now?"
"Oh!" said the clerk, "you are thinking it's the priest who stands before you; but so help me if you don't think wrong, for I am the clerk."
"Be off home with you," said the king, "and be you priest, and let him be clerk; "and so it was.
