All, except the sleeper and the 1st Peasant. Oh, let us go on, then, and we can carry the knapsacks on our backs for this one mile.
1st Peasant. You must carry him, then, knapsack and all.
All together. So we will.
2nd Peasant. But first, do you see, let’s waken him; for a sleeping man’s twice as heavy as one that’s awake—Hollo, friend! waken! waken!—(he shakes the sleeper, who snores loudly)—Good Lord, he snores loud enough to waken all the birds in the wood.
{All the peasants shout in the sleeper’s ear, and he starts up, shaking himself.}
Charles. Am I awake?—(stretching.)
2nd Peasant. No, not yet, man—Why, don’t you know where you are? Ay; here’s the moon—and these be trees; and—I be a man, and what do you call this? (holding up a knapsack.)
Charles. A knapsack, I say, to be sure:—I’m as broad awake as the best of you.
2nd Peasant. Come on, then; we’ve a great way further to go before you sleep again.
Charles. A great way further! further to-night!—No, no.