A Connecticut Yankee in King Arthur's Court
by Mark Twain
Chapter 6 - The Eclipse
the stillness and the darkness, realization soon began to supplement knowledge. The mere
knowledge of a fact is pale; but when you come to REALIZE your fact, it takes on color. It
is all the difference between hearing of a man being stabbed to the heart, and seeing it
done. In the stillness and the darkness, the knowledge that I was in deadly danger took to
itself deeper and deeper meaning all the time; a something which was realization crept
inch by inch through my veins and turned me cold.
But it is a blessed provision of
nature that at times like these, as soon as a man's mercury has got down to a certain
point there comes a revulsion, and he rallies. Hope springs up, and cheerfulness along
with it, and then he is in good shape to do something for himself, if anything can be
done. When my rally came, it came with a bound. I said to myself that my eclipse would be
sure to save me, and make me the greatest man in the kingdom besides; and straightway my
mercury went up to the top of the tube, and my solicitudes all vanished. I was as happy a
man as there was in the world. I was even impatient for tomorrow to come, I so wanted to
gather in that great triumph and be the center of all the nation's wonder and reverence.
Besides, in a business way it would be the making of me; I knew that.
Meantime there was one thing which had got pushed into the background of my mind. That
was the halfconviction that when the nature of my proposed calamity should be reported to
those superstitious people, it would have such an effect that they would want to
compromise. So, by and by when I heard footsteps coming, that thought was recalled to me,
and I said to myself, "As sure as anything, it's the compromise. Well, if it is good,
all right, I will accept; but if it isn't, I mean to stand my ground and play my hand for
all it is worth."
The door opened, and some men-at-arms appeared. The leader said:
"The stake is ready. Come!"
The stake! The strength went out of me, and I almost fell down. It is hard to get one's
breath at such a time, such lumps come into one's throat, and such gaspings; but as soon
as I could speak, I said:
"But this is a mistake -- the execution is tomorrow."
"Order changed; been set forward a day. Haste thee!"
I was lost. There was no help for me. I was dazed, stupefied; I had no command over
myself, I only wandered purposely about, like one out of his mind; so the soldiers took
hold of me, and pulled me along with them, out of the cell and along the maze of
underground corridors, and finally into the fierce glare of daylight and the upper world.
As we stepped into the vast enclosed court of the castle I got a shock; for the first
thing I saw was the stake, standing in the center, and near it the piled fagots and a
monk. On all four sides of the court the seated multitudes rose rank above rank, forming
sloping terraces that were rich with color. The king and the queen sat in their thrones,
the most conspicuous figures there, of course.
To note all this, occupied but a second. The next second Clarence had slipped from some
place of concealment and was pouring news into my ear, his eyes beaming with triumph and
gladness. He said:
"'Tis through ME the change was wrought! And main hard have I worked to do it,
too. But when I revealed to them the calamity in store, and saw how mighty was the terror
it did engender, then saw I also that this was the time to strike! Wherefore I diligently
pretended, unto this and that and the other one, that your power against the sun could not
reach its full until the morrow; and so if any would save the sun and the world, you must
be slain to-day, while your enchantments are but in the weaving and lack potency.
Odsbodikins, it was but a dull lie, a most indifferent invention, but you should have seen
them seize it and swallow it, in the frenzy of their fright, as it were salvation sent
from heaven; and all the while was I laughing in my sleeve the one moment, to see them so
cheaply deceived, and glorifying God the next, that He was content to let the meanest of
His creatures be His instrument to the saving of thy life. Ah how happy has the matter
sped! You will not need to do the sun a REAL hurt -- ah, forget not that, on your soul
forget it not! Only make a little darkness -- only the littlest little darkness, mind, and
cease with that. It will be sufficient. They will see that I spoke falsely, -- being
ignorant, as they will fancy -- and with the falling of the first shadow of that darkness
you shall see them go mad with fear; and they will set you free and make you great! Go to
thy triumph, now! But remember -- ah, good friend, I implore thee remember my
supplication, and do the blessed sun no hurt. For MY sake, thy true friend."
I choked out some words through my grief and misery; as much as to say I would spare
the sun; for which the lad's eyes paid me back with such deep and loving gratitude that I
had not the heart to tell him his good-hearted foolishness had ruined me and sent me to my
As the soldiers assisted me across the court the stillness was so profound that if I
had been blindfold I should have supposed I was in a solitude instead of walled in by four
thousand people. There was not a movement perceptible in those masses of humanity; they
were as rigid as stone images, and as pale; and dread sat upon every countenance. This
hush continued while I was being chained to the stake; it still continued while the fagots
were carefully and tediously piled about my ankles, my knees, my thighs, my body. Then
there was a pause, and a deeper hush, if possible, and a man knelt down at my feet with a
blazing torch; the multitude strained forward, gazing, and parting slightly from their
seats without knowing it; the monk raised his hands above my head, and his eyes toward the
blue sky, and began some words in Latin; in this attitude he droned on and on, a little
while, and then stopped. I waited two or three moments; then looked up; he was standing
there petrified. With a common impulse the multitude rose slowly up and stared into the
sky. I followed their eyes, as sure as guns, there was my eclipse beginning! The life went
boiling through my veins; I was a new man! The rim of black spread slowly into the sun's
disk, my heart beat higher and higher, and still the assemblage and the priest stared into
the sky, motionless. I knew that this gaze would be turned upon me, next. When it was, l
was ready. I was in one of the most grand attitudes I ever struck, with my arm stretched
up pointing to the sun.
It was a noble effect. You could SEE the shudder sweep the mass like a wave.
Two shouts rang out, one close upon the heels of the other:
"Apply the torch!"
"I forbid it!"
The one was from Merlin, the other from the king. Merlin started from his place -- to
apply the torch himself, I judged. I said:
"Stay where you are. If any man moves -- even the king -- before I give him leave,
I will blast him with thunder, I will consume him with lightnings!"
The multitude sank meekly into their seats, and I was just expecting they would. Merlin
hesitated a moment or two, and I was on pins and needles during that little while. Then he
sat down, and I took a good breath; for I knew I was master of the situation now. The king
"Be merciful, fair sir, and essay no further in this perilous matter, lest
disaster follow. It was reported to us that your powers could not attain unto their full
strength until the morrow; but --"
"Your Majesty thinks the report may have been a lie? It WAS a lie."
That made an immense effect; up went appealing hands everywhere, and the king was
assailed with a storm of supplications that I might be bought off at any price, and the
calamity stayed. The king was eager to comply. He said:
"Name any terms, reverend sir, even to the halving of my kingdom; but banish this
calamity, spare the sun!"
My fortune was made. I would have taken him up in a minute, but I couldn't stop an
eclipse; the thing was out of the question. So I asked time to consider. The king said:
"How long -- ah, how long, good sir? Be merciful; look, it groweth darker, moment
by moment. Prithee how long?"
"Not long. Half an hour -- maybe an hour."
There were a thousand pathetic protests, but I couldn't shorten up any, for I couldn't
remember how long a total eclipse lasts. I was in a puzzled condition, anyway, and wanted
to think. Something was wrong about that eclipse, and the fact was very unsettling. If
this wasn't the one I was after, how was I to tell whether this was the sixth century, or
nothing but a dream? Dear me, if I could only prove it was the latter! Here was a glad new
hope. If the boy was right about the date, and this was surely the 20th, it WASN'T the
sixth century. I reached for the monk's sleeve, in considerable excitement, and asked him
what day of the month it was.
Hang him, he said it was the TWENTY-FIRST! It made me turn cold to hear him. I begged
him not to make any mistake about it; but he was sure; he knew it was the 21st. So, that
feather-headed boy had botched things again! The time of the day was right for the
eclipse; I had seen that for myself, in the beginning, by the dial that was near by. Yes,
I was in King Arthur's court, and I might as well make the most out of it I could.
The darkness was steadily growing, the people becoming more and more distressed. I now
"I have reflected, Sir King. For a lesson, I will let this darkness proceed, and
spread night in the world; but whether I blot out the sun for good, or restore it, shall
rest with you. These are the terms, to wit: You shall remain king over all your dominions,
and receive all the glories and honors that belong to the kingship; but you shall appoint
me your perpetual minister and executive, and give me for my services one per cent. of
such actual increase of revenue over and above its present amount as I may succeed in
creating for the state. If I can't live on that, I sha'n't ask anybody to give me a lift.
Is it satisfactory?"
There was a prodigious roar of applause, and out of the midst of it the king's voice
"Away with his bonds, and set him free! and do him homage, high and low, rich and
poor, for he is become the king's right hand, is clothed with power and authority, and his
seat is upon the highest step of the throne! Now sweep away this creeping night, and bring
the light and cheer again, that all the world may bless thee."
But I said:
"That a common man should be shamed before the world, is nothing; but it were
dishonor to the KING if any that saw his minister naked should not also see him delivered
from his shame. If I might ask that my clothes be brought again --"
"They are not meet," the king broke in. "Fetch raiment of another sort;
clothe him like a prince!"
My idea worked. I wanted to keep things as they were till the eclipse was total,
otherwise they would be trying again to get me to dismiss the darkness, and of course I
couldn't do it. Sending for the clothes gained some delay, but not enough. So I had to
make another excuse. I said it would be but natural if the king should change his mind and
repent to some extent of what he had done under excitement; therefore I would let the
darkness grow a while, and if at the end of a reasonable time the king had kept his mind
the same, the darkness should be dismissed. Neither the king nor anybody else was
satisfied with that arrangement, but I had to stick to my point.
It grew darker and darker and blacker and blacker, while I struggled with those awkward
sixth-century clothes. It got to be pitch dark, at last, and the multitude groaned with
horror to feel the cold uncanny night breezes fan through the place and see the stars come
out and twinkle in the sky. At last the eclipse was total, and I was very glad of it, but
everybody else was in misery; which was quite natural. I said:
"The king, by his silence, still stands to the terms." Then I lifted up my
hands -- stood just so a moment -- then I said, with the most awful solemnity: "Let
the enchantment dissolve and pass harmless away!"
There was no response, for a moment, in that deep darkness and that graveyard hush. But
when the silver rim of the sun pushed itself out, a moment or two later, the assemblage
broke loose with a vast shout and came pouring down like a deluge to smother me with
blessings and gratitude; and Clarence was not the last of the wash, to be sure.
The Celtic Hammer June 22, 1996