Chapter

 1     I|     Gyárfás, the poet, and Vidra, the jester, stood before
 2     I|    it."~ ~"Well, you then, Vidra! Come, down with it, quick!"~ ~"
 3     I|     your Excellency?" said Vidra, as if he did not quite
 4     I|  it now. It is all up with Vidra; Vidra is dying. If only
 5     I|   It is all up with Vidra; Vidra is dying. If only it had
 6     I|  wolf that had killed poor Vidra; but a mouse - oh, oh!"~ ~"
 7   III| joke of dressing the gipsy Vidra in a splendid costume of
 8   VII| him believe that the gipsy Vidra was the cantor; and finally
 9   VII| Palko the old heyduke, and Vidra the gipsy, were the only
10   XXI|  old servant Paul, and old Vidra the jester, and the Lapayi