Still tell me, how is it I find you out here?"
"To meditate, sir, on these doings so queer,
I meant to devote a few moments to thought,
To see if by chance I could recollect aught
Of the hut's situation, as likely I might
P'rhaps have lost the right track through the darkness of night,
For the scenes of each action so plain to me seem,
I can never believe 'twas a shadowy dream."
"May I ask," said the Abbot, "what book you're perusing?
I am sure 'tis instructive, I hope 'tis amusing."