That instant with Puss tumbled into the room.
Grimed over with soot, they kick’d up such a rout,
And caper’d the sick man’s apartment about,
And chatter’d and squall’d in a manner so hideous,
Like young imps of darkness, that, not to be tedious,
The sufferer forgot both his gout and his prayers,
And scamper’d, pursued by these phantoms, down stairs!