One night, the gaoler decided to play a joke on his colleague to find out if, after so many performances, he had
managed to learn the contents of the letter by heart. The curtain went up on the final act of the play and revealed
the aristocrat sitting alone behind bars in his dark cell. Just then, the gaoler appeared with the precious letter in his
hands. He entered the cell and presented the letter to the aristocrat. But the copy he gave him had not been written
out in full as usual It was simply a blank sheet of paper. The gaoler looked on eagerly, anxious to see if his fellow-
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