"'If I could blot you from the light of life without doing any hurt to myself, I'd smash you this mortal minute,' said he.
"'For the love of heaven,' said I, 'tell me what I did to yourself, for I never did see you before this day, and I wish I didn't see you now.'
"The bullet-headed man was standing by all the time, and he chewing tobacco.
"'Have it out with him, Cuchulain,' said he. 'Kill him,' said he, 'and send him out among the spooks.'
"But the other man calmed down a bit, and he came over to me wagging the girl's skirts.
"'Listen!' said he, 'I'm the Seraph Cuchulain.'
"'Very good,' said I.
"'I'm your Guardian Angel,' said he.
"'Very good,' said I.
"'I'm your Higher Self,' said he, 'and every rotten business you do down here does be vibrating against me up there. You never did anything in your life that wasn't rotten. You're a miser and a thief, and you got me thrown out of heaven because of the way you loved money. You seduced me when I wasn't looking. You made a thief of me in a place where it's no fun to be a robber, and here I am wandering the dirty world on the head of your unrighteous ways. Repent, you beast,' said he, and he landed me a clout on the side of the head that rolled me from one end of the barn to the other.