The Man Who Laughs


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To wander was the Comprachicos' law of existence--to appear and  
disappear. What is barely tolerated cannot take root. Even in the  
kingdoms where their business supplied the courts, and, on occasions,  
served as an auxiliary to the royal power, they were now and then  
suddenly ill-treated. Kings made use of their art, and sent the artists  
to the galleys. These inconsistencies belong to the ebb and flow of  
royal caprice. "For such is our pleasure."  
A rolling stone and a roving trade gather no moss. The Comprachicos were  
poor. They might have said what the lean and ragged witch observed, when  
she saw them setting fire to the stake, "Le jeu n'en vaut pas la  
chandelle." It is possible, nay probable (their chiefs remaining  
unknown), that the wholesale contractors in the trade were rich. After  
the lapse of two centuries, it would be difficult to throw any light on  
this point.  
It was, as we have said, a fellowship. It had its laws, its oaths, its  
formulæ--it had almost its cabala. Any one nowadays wishing to know all  
about the Comprachicos need only go into Biscaya or Galicia; there were  
many Basques among them, and it is in those mountains that one hears  
their history. To this day the Comprachicos are spoken of at Oyarzun, at  
Urbistondo, at Leso, at Astigarraga. Aguardate niño, que voy a llamar  
al Comprachicos--Take care, child, or I'll call the Comprachicos--is  
the cry with which mothers frighten their children in that country.  
The Comprachicos, like the Zigeuner and the Gipsies, had appointed  
places for periodical meetings. From time to time their leaders  
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