CHAPTER FIVEThe Duke had risen early as he usually did.
Instead of going to the stables, however, as he most often would have done, he went to his menagerie.
It was a hobby that always thrilled him and was very close to his heart.
He had learned, however, that it was a great mistake to tell people about it. They either told him that they were terrified of wild animals or else lectured him that it was cruel to keep them cooped up in cages all of the time.
He was sick and tired of hearing the same arguments over and over again.
The fact that menageries had been in existence and popular in all countries since the time of Julius Caesar did not seem to impress his critics.
He therefore had placed his menagerie well out of sight of any of his guests who might wander in the gardens.
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