“Do you know, that may possibly be the correct translation?”
“Zounds! See what it is not to be learned, my dear sir; we are endowed with common-sense, and that sees clearer than science. Have you anything else to tell me?”
“No.”
“Then let us go to the prison.”
We got into the carriage and returned to the city, stopping only at the gate of the prison. I glanced out of the window.
“Oh!” I exclaimed, “they have spoiled it for me.”
“What! They’ve spoiled it for you?”
“Certainly, it was not like this in my prisoners’ time. Can I speak to the jailer?”
“Certainly.”
“Then let us consult him.”