“What makes you think that I want sense?”
“That, being so old, you can’t yet guide yourself!”
“I can read Dante, Jasper.”
“Anan, brother.”
“I can charm snakes, Jasper.”
“I know you can, brother.”
“Yes, and horses too; bring me the most vicious in the land, if I whisper he’ll be tame.”
“Then the more shame for you—a snake-fellow—a horse-witch—and a lil-reader[162b]—yet you can’t shift for yourself. I laugh at you, brother!”
“Then you can shift for yourself?”
“For myself and for others, brother.”