Nothing.
He gave in, and shammed very ill indeed.
Well, the result of this was that the gaoler made his report, and the doctor came.
"De quoi se plaint-il?" demanded the doctor, as he entered the cell.
"What does he say?" asked Mole; "I'm as deaf as an adder."
"The doctor asks what you complain of?" said Jack, in a very loud voice.
"Oh, any thing he likes," returned Mole, impatiently.
They were on the point of bursting out laughing at this, when the doctor startled them considerably by saying in broken (but understandable) English—
"What he say—any thing I like? Singulier!"
"Ahem!"