Well, I can at any rate laugh at that danger;—
For here on all fours I am firmly planted.
[Scratches his head.
A queer enough business, the whole concern!
Life, as they say, plays with cards up its sleeve;[[125]]
But when one snatches at them, they’ve disappeared,
And one grips something else,—or else nothing at all.
[He has come near to the hut; he catches sight of it and starts.
This hut? On the heath——! Ha!
[Rubs his eyes.