The conjuror, without further words, takes a bit of bread and
offers it to the duck, which at once follows it and comes to the
hand which holds it. The child takes the same bit of bread with
no better success; the duck mocks his efforts and swims round the
basin. Overwhelmed with confusion he abandons the attempt, ashamed
to face the crowd any longer. Then the conjuror takes the bit of
bread the child brought with him and uses it as successfully as
his own. He takes out the bit of iron before the audience--another
laugh at our expense--then with this same bread he attracts the
duck as before. He repeats the experiment with a piece of bread
cut by a third person in full view of the audience. He does it with
his glove, with his finger-tip. Finally he goes into the middle of
the room and in the emphatic tones used by such persons he declares
that his duck will obey his voice as readily as his hand; he speaks
and the duck obeys; he bids him go to the right and he goes, to come
back again and he comes. The movement is as ready as the command.
The growing applause completes our discomfiture. We slip away
unnoticed and shut ourselves up in our room, without relating our
successes to everybody as we had expected.
Next day there is a knock at the door. When I open it there is the
conjuror, who makes a modest complaint with regard to our conduct.
What had he done that we should try to discredit his tricks and deprive
him of his livelihood? What is there so wonderful in attracting a
duck that we should purchase this honour at the price of an honest
man's living? "My word, gentlemen! had I any other trade by which
I could earn a living I would not pride myself on this. You may
well believe that a man who has spent his life at this miserable
trade knows more about it than you who only give your spare time to
it. If I did not show you my best tricks at first, it was because
one must not be so foolish as to display all one knows at once. I
always take care to keep my best tricks for emergencies; and I have
plenty more to prevent young folks from meddling. However, I have
come, gentlemen, in all kindness, to show you the trick that gave
you so much trouble; I only beg you not to use it to my hurt, and
to be more discreet in future." He then shows us his apparatus,
and to our great surprise we find it is merely a strong magnet in
the hand of a boy concealed under the table. The man puts up his
things, and after we have offered our thanks and apologies, we try
to give him something. He refuses it. "No, gentlemen," says he, "I
owe you no gratitude and I will not accept your gift. I leave you
in my debt in spite of all, and that is my only revenge. Generosity
may be found among all sorts of people, and I earn my pay by doing
my tricks not by teaching them."
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