The four of them, in their bright ribbons, stood in a row on the steps of the cross, while John, Dick and Old Otter kept out the cold as best they could with their music. Saint George and the Turkish Knight were dressed in smocks that were so festooned and tangled with rags and ribbons that scarce a glimpse of canvas or breech-cloth met the eye. Each wore an ancient tricorn hat on his head that was stuck all over with curled wood-shavings from Jonathan’s workshop and strips of coloured paper that dangled over the eyes. Each had a belt drawn about his waist and a wooden sword thrust into it that reached to the knee; St George’s was straight and the Turkish Knight’s curved as a scimitar. The Fool had a hunch between his shoulders that rucked up his ribboned coat at the back. He had a leather tail that dangled behind his legs. He wore a clown’s pointed hat that was wound about with coloured cloth and bright ribbons. Over his shoulder he carried a wooden club, and hanging from the end of it a pig’s bladder, blown up and tied tight, on a twine.
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