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The
fellow
's
impious
!
What
art
thou
sneezing
about
?
Bone
is
rather
dusty
,
sir
.
Take
the
hint
,
then
;
and
when
thou
art
dead
,
never
bury
thyself
under
living
people
's
noses
.
Sir
?
--
oh
!
ah
!
--
I
guess
so
;
--
yes
--
dear
!
Look
ye
,
carpenter
,
I
dare
say
thou
callest
thyself
a
right
good
workmanlike
workman
,
eh
?
Well
,
then
,
will
it
speak
thoroughly
well
for
thy
work
,
if
,
when
I
come
to
mount
this
leg
thou
makest
,
I
shall
nevertheless
feel
another
leg
in
the
same
identical
place
with
it
;
that
is
,
carpenter
,
my
old
lost
leg
;
the
flesh
and
blood
one
,
I
mean
.
Canst
thou
not
drive
that
old
Adam
away
?
Truly
,
sir
,
I
begin
to
understand
somewhat
now
.
Yes
,
I
have
heard
something
curious
on
that
score
;
how
that
a
dismasted
man
never
entirely
loses
the
feeling
of
his
old
spar
,
but
it
will
be
still
pricking
him
at
times
.
May
I
humbly
ask
if
it
be
really
so
,
sir
?
It
is
,
man
.
Look
,
put
thy
live
leg
here
in
the
place
where
mine
was
;
so
,
now
,
here
is
only
one
distinct
leg
to
the
eye
,
yet
two
to
the
soul
.
Where
thou
feelest
tingling
life
;
there
,
exactly
there
,
there
to
a
hair
,
do
I.
Is
'
t
a
riddle
?
I
should
humbly
call
it
a
poser
,
sir
.
Hist
,
then
.
How
dost
thou
know
that
some
entire
,
living
,
thinking
thing
may
not
be
invisibly
and
uninterpenetratingly
standing
precisely
where
thou
now
standest
;
aye
,
and
standing
there
in
thy
spite
?
In
thy
most
solitary
hours
,
then
,
dost
thou
not
fear
eavesdroppers
?
Hold
,
do
n't
speak
!
And
if
I
still
feel
the
smart
of
my
crushed
leg
,
though
it
be
now
so
long
dissolved
;
then
,
why
mayst
not
thou
,
carpenter
,
feel
the
fiery
pains
of
hell
for
ever
,
and
without
a
body
?
Hah
!
Good
Lord
!
Truly
,
sir
,
if
it
comes
to
that
,
I
must
calculate
over
again
;
I
think
I
did
n't
carry
a
small
figure
,
sir
.
