“I beg of your pardon, craftsman.” The knight sat on his horse with all the poise of a man of his station. “Can you tell me, please, how do I get to the Duke’s castle from here?”

The glassblower, preparing coal for the day’s work, looked up at him. “He moved residence recently, my dear sir. You must now travel this road along his western border all the way to its end, and you will see his castle.”

The knight replied, “so, you say that I must now pass the duchy on the left-hand side.”