Steward. Horse-flesh, sir; he died of eating horse-flesh.
Mr. H. How came he to get so much horse-flesh?
Steward. All your father’s horses, sir.
Mr. H. What! are they dead, too?
Steward. Ay, sir; they died of over-work.
Mr. H. And why were they over-worked, pray.
Steward. To carry water, sir.
Mr. H. To carry water! What did they carry water for?
Steward. Sure, sir, to put out the fire.
Mr. H. Fire! What fire?