Yes, indeed. Follow this road until you come to a boreen on the side of your thumb-hand. Then follow your nose, and if you go astray break the guide.
Minister.
Indeed, and you're a ripe (precocious) little lad! What trade will you have when you'll be older?
Gossoon.
Herding a pig. Don't you see that I'm putting in my term. What is your own trade?
Minister.
A good trade. I am showing the people what is the way to heaven.
Gossoon.
Oh, what a liar! You can't show the way to any place. You don't know the way to Patrick O'Donnell's, a man that everybody—big and little—in this country knows, and I'm certain sure you have no knowledge of the road to heaven.