“But they both carry folks and freight, don’t they?”
“Yes.”
“And cows hain’t whales, be they?”
“No.”
“But they both give milk, don’t they?”
“Yes.”
“And pants hain’t hats, be they?”
“No.”
“But you wear both of ’em, don’t you?”
“Y-yes,” says Naboth, beginning to get kind of worried and losing his grin of satisfaction. I guess he commenced to see what a trap Rameses III was leading him into, and couldn’t see any way out of it.