He went down into the street, and, perceiving that the singer was a workman who was placing some slates on the roof of a church, he politely asked him to sing something else.
"I will sing what I like," answered the man.
"My friend, to please me.

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." "I don't want to please you." Prince Boscenos was as a rule good-tempered, but he was easily angered and a man of great strength.
"Fellow, come down or I will go up to you," cried he, in a terrible voice.
As the workman, astride on his coping, showed no sign of budging, the prince climbed quickly up the staircase of the tower and attacked the singer.

He gave him a blow that broke his jaw-bone and sent him rolling into a water-spout.