Henri Rousseau Boy on the Rocks

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'More easily, I think,' he said. 'Because the past is what people remember, and memories are words. Who knows how a king behaved a thousand years ago? There is only recollection, and stories. And plays, of course.'
'Ah, yes. I saw a play once,' said Felmet. 'Bunch of funny fellows in tights. A lot of shouting. The people liked it.'
'You tell me history is what people are told?' said the duchess.
The Foolthis time,' he murmured. He rubbed his dagger hand, although the word was becoming inappropriate.
'Be quiet, husband,' snapped the duchess. 'I know you didn't do it. I wasn't there with you, you may recall. It was I who didn't hand you the dagger.' The duke shuddered again. looked around the throne room and found King Gruneberry the Good (906-967).'Was he?' he said, pointing. 'Who knows, now? What was he good at? But he will be Gruneberry the Good until the end of the world.'The duke was leaning forward in his throne, his eyes gleaming.'I want to be a good ruler,' he said. 'I want people to like me. I would like people to remember me fondly.''Let us assume,' said the duchess, 'that there were other matters, subject to controversy. Matters of historical record that had . . . been clouded.''I didn't do it, you know,' said the duke, quickly. 'He slipped and fell. That was it. Slipped and fell. I wasn't even there. He attacked me. It was self-defence. That's it. He slipped and fell on his own dagger in self-defence.' His voice fell to a mumble. 'I have no recollection of it at