His neighbour, Lamalou, nudged him.
"Don't you hear the sergeant talking to you?"
"Wot's wrong?" he said without moving.
"Does this haversack belong to you?"
"Wot 'aversack? Yes, it might."
"What the deuce is it doing here?"
"Anything wrong with it?"
Judsi impertinently fixed his sly clown's eyes on me.
"You know the captain will not have untidiness or disorder. Why is your haversack open?"
The blackguard pretended to consider the matter.