saidJack，bangingdownaguineaonthetable；"canyoucoverthat，oldfellow？"Themanofthethimblelookedatthegold，andthenathimwhoproducedit，andscratchedhishead。"Come，coverthat，orIshallbeoff，"saidthejockey。"Och，sure，mylord！—no，Imeanyourhonour—no，sure，yourlordship，"saidtheother，"ifIcoversitatall，itmustbewithsilver，fordivilabitofgoldhaveIbyme。""Well，then，producethevalueinsilver，"saidthejockey，"anddoitquickly，forIcan’tbestayinghereallday。"Thethimble—manhesitated，lookedatJackwithadubiouslook，thenatthegold，andthenscratchedhishead。
　　Therewasnowalaughamongstthesurrounders，whichevidentlynettledthefellow，whoforthwiththrusthishandintohispocket，andpullingoutallhissilvertreasure，justcontrivedtoplacethevalueoftheguineaonthetable。
　　"Themthatfindswins，andthemthatcan’tfind—LOSES，"
　　interruptedJack，liftingupathimble，outofwhichrolledapea。"There，paddy，whatdoyouthinkofthat？"saidhe，seizingtheheapofsilverwithonehand，whilsthepocketedtheguineawiththeother。Thethimble—engrostood，forsometime，likeonetransfixed，hiseyesglaringwildly，nowatthetable，andnowathissuccessfulcustomers；atlasthesaid，"Arrah，sure，master！—no，Imanesmylord—youarenotgoingtoruinapoorboy！""Ruinyou！"sailtheother；
　　"what！bywinningaguinea’schange？aprettysmalldodgeryou—ifyouhavenotsufficientcapital，whydoyouengageinsodeepatradeasthimbling？come，willyoustandanothergame？""Och，sure，master，no！thetwentyshillingsandonewhichyouhavecheatedmeofwereallIhadintheworld。"
　　"Cheatedyou，"saidJack，"saythatagain，andIwillknockyoudown。""Arrah！sure，master，youknowsthatthepeaunderthethimblewasnotmine；hereismine，master；nowgivemebackmymoney。""Alikelything，"saidJack；"no，no，Iknowatrickworthtwoorthreeofthat；whetherthepeawasyoursormine，youwillneverhaveyourtwentyshillingsandoneagain；andifIhaveruinedyou，allthebetter；I’dgladlyruinallsuchvillainsasyou，whoruinpoormenwithyourdirtytricks，whomyouwouldknockdownandrobontheroad，ifyouhadbutcourage；notthatImeantokeepyourshillings，withtheexceptionofthetwoyoucheatedfromme，whichI’llkeep。Ascramble，boys！ascramble！"saidhe，flingingupallthesilverintotheair，withtheexceptionofthetwoshillings；andascramblethereinstantlywas，betweentherusticswhohadlosttheirmoneyandtheurchinswhocamerunningup；thepoorthimble—engrotriedlikewisetohavehisshare；andthoughheflunghimselfdown，inordertojoinmoreeffectuallyinthescramble，hewasunabletoobtainasinglesixpence；andhavinginhisragegivensomeofhisfellow—scramblersacuffortwo，hewassetuponbytheboysandcountryfellows，andcompelledtomakeaningloriousretreatwithhistable，whichhadbeenflungdowninthescuffle，andhadoneofitslegsbroken。
　　Asheretired，therabblehooted，andJack，holdingupinderisionthepeawithwhichhehadoutmanoeuvredhim，exclaimed，"Ialwayscarrythisinmypocketinordertobeamatchforvagabondslikeyou。"
　　Thetumultover，Jackgone，andtherabbledispersed，I
　　followedthediscomfitedadventureratadistance，who，leavingthetown，wentslowlyon，carryinghisdilapidatedpieceoffurniture；tillcomingtoanoldwallbytheroadside，heplaceditontheground，andsatdown，seeminglyindeepdespondency，holdinghisthumbtohismouth。Goingnearlyuptohim，Istoodstill，whereuponhelookedup，andperceivingIwaslookingsteadfastlyathim，hesaid，inanangrytone，"Arrah！whatforareyoustaringatmeso？Bymyshoul，Ithinkyouareoneofthethaiveswhoareafterrobbingme。IthinkIsawyouamongthem，andifIwereonlysureofit，Iwouldtakethelibertyoftryingtogiveyouabigbating。""Youhavehadenoughoftryingtogivepeopleabeating，"saidI；"youhadbetterbetakingyourtabletosomeskilfulcarpentertogetitrepaired。Hewilldoitforsixpence。""Divilasixpencedidyouandyourthaivesleaveme，"saidhe；"andifyoudonottakeyourselfoff，joy，I
　　willbebreakingyouruglyheadwiththefootofit。"
　　"Arrah，Murtagh！"saidI，"wouldyebebreakingtheheadofyourfriendandscholar，towhomyoutaughttheblessedtongueofOiliennanNaomha，inexchangeforapackofcards？"Murtagh，forheitwas，gazedatmeforamomentwithabewilderedlook；then，withagleamofintelligenceinhiseye，hesaid，"Shorsha！no，itcan’tbe—yes，bymyfaithitis！"Then，springingup，andseizingmebythehand，hesaid，"Yes，bythepowers，sureenoughitisShorshaagra！Arrah，Shorsha！wherehaveyoubeenthismanyaday？
　　Sure，youarenotoneofthespalpeenswhoareafterrobbingme？""NotI，"Ireplied，"butIsawallthathappened。
　　Come，youmustnottakematterssotoheart；cheerup；suchthingswillhappeninconnectionwiththetradeyouhavetakenup。""Sorrowbefallthetrade，andthethiefwhotaughtitme，"saidMurtagh；"andyetthetradeisnotabadone，ifIonlyknewmoreofit，andhadsomeonetohelpandbackme。Och！theideaofbeingcheatedandbamboozledbythatone—eyedthiefinthehorseman’sdress。""Letbygonesbebygones，Murtagh，"saidI；"itisnousegrievingforthepast；sitdown，andletushavealittlepleasantgossip。
　　Arrah，Murtagh！whenIsawyousittingunderthewall，withyourthumbtoyourmouth，itbroughttomymindtaleswhichyouusedtotellmeallaboutFinn—ma—Coul。YouhavenotforgottenFinn—ma—Coul，Murtagh，andhowhesuckedwisdomoutofhisthumb。""SorrowabithaveIforgotabouthim，Shorsha，"saidMurtagh，aswesatdowntogether，"norwhatyouyourselftoldmeaboutthesnake。Arrah，Shorsha！whatyetoldmeaboutthesnake，batesanythingIevertoldyouaboutFinn。Ochone，Shorsha！perhapsyouwillbetellingmeaboutthesnakeoncemore？Ithinkthetalewoulddomegood，andIhaveneedofcomfort，Godknows，ochone！"SeeingMurtaghinsuchadistressedplight，Iforthwithtoldhimoveragainthetaleofthesnake，inpreciselythesamewordsasIhaverelateditinthefirstpartofthishistory。
　　Afterwhich，Isaid，"Now，Murtagh，titfortat；yewillbetellingmeoneoftheoldstoriesofFinn—ma—Coul。""Och，Shorsha！Ihaven’theartenough，"saidMurtagh。"Thankyouforyourtale，butitmakesmeweep；itbringstomymindDungarvontimesofold—Imeanthetimeswewereatschooltogether。""Cheerup，man，"saidI，"andlet’shavethestory，andletitbeaboutMa—Coulandthesalmonandhisthumb。""Arrah，Shorsha！Ican’t。Well，toobligeyou，I’llgiveityou。Well，youknowMa—Coulwasanexposedchild，andcamefloatingoverthesaltseainachestwhichwascastashoreatVeintryBay。Inthecornerofthatbaywasacastle，wheredweltagiantandhiswife，veryrespectableanddecentpeople，andthisgiant，takinghismorningwalkalongthebay，cametotheplacewherethechildhadbeencastashoreinhisbox。Well，thegiantlookedatthechild，andbeingfilledwithcompassionforhisexposedstate，tookthechildupinhisbox，andcarriedhimhometohiscastle，whereheandhiswife，beingdacentrespectablepeople，asItelledyebefore，fosteredthechildandtookcareofhim，tillhebecameoldenoughtogoouttoserviceandgainhislivelihood，whentheyboundhimoutapprenticetoanothergiant，wholivedinacastleupthecountry，atsomedistancefromthebay。
　　"Thisgiant，whosenamewasDarmodDavidOdeen，wasnotarespectablepersonatall，butabigoldvagabond。Hewastwicethesizeoftheothergiant，who，thoughbiggerthananyman，wasnotabiggiant；for，astherearegreatandsmallmen，sotherearegreatandsmallgiants—Imeansomearesmallwhencomparedwiththeothers。Well，Finnservedthisgiantaconsiderabletime，doingallkindsofhardandunreasonableserviceforhim，andreceivingallkindsofhardwords，andmanyahardknockandkicktoboot—sorrowbefalltheoldvagabondwhocouldthusill—treatahelplessfoundling。Itchancedthatonedaythegiantcaughtasalmon，nearasalmon—leapuponhisestate—for，thoughabigouldblackguard，hewasapersonofconsiderablelandedproperty，andhighsheriffforthecountyCork。Well，thegiantbringshomethesalmonbythegills，anddeliversittoFinn，tellinghimtoroastitforthegiant’sdinner；’buttakecare，yeyoungblackguard，’headded，’thatinroastingit—andIexpectyetoroastitwell—youdonotletablistercomeuponitsnicesatinskin，forifyedo，Iwillcuttheheadoffyourshoulders。’’Well，’thinksFinn，’thisisahardtask；however，asIhavedonemanyhardtasksforhim，Iwilltryanddothistoo，thoughIwasneversettodoanythingyethalfsodifficult。’Sohepreparedhisfire，andputhisgridironuponit，andlaysthesalmonfairlyandsoftlyuponthegridiron，andthenheroastsit，turningitfromonesidetotheotherjustinthenickoftime，beforethesoftsatinskincouldbeblistered。However，onturningitovertheeleventhtime—andtwelvewouldhavesettledthebusiness—hefoundhehaddelayedalittlebitoftimetoolonginturningitover，andthattherewasasmall，tinyblisteronthesoftouterskin。Well，Finnwasinamightypanic，rememberingthethreatsoftheouldgiant；however，hedidnotloseheart，butclappedhisthumbupontheblisterinordertosmoothitdown。Nowthesalmon，Shorsha，wasnearlydone，andthefleshthoroughlyhot，soFinn’sthumbwasscalt，andhe，clappingittohismouth，suckedit，inordertodrawoutthepain，andinamoment—hubbuboo！—becameimbuedwithallthewisdomoftheworld。
　　MYSELF。Stop，Murtagh！stop！
　　MURTAGH。Allthewitchcraft，Shorsha。
　　MYSELF。Howwonderful！
　　MURTAGH。Wasitnot，Shorsha？Thesalmon，doyousee，wasafairysalmon。
　　MYSELF。WhatastrangecoincidenceMURTAGH。Awhat，Shorsha？
　　MYSELF。Why，thattheverysametaleshouldbetoldofFinn—
　　ma—Coul，whichisrelatedofSigurdFafnisbane。
　　"Whatthiefwasthat，Shorsha？"
　　"Thief！’Tistrue，hetookthetreasureofFafnir。SigurdwastheherooftheNorth，Murtagh，evenasFinnisthegreatheroofIreland。He，too，accordingtooneaccount，wasanexposedchild，andcamefloatinginacaskettoawildshore，wherehewassuckledbyahind，andafterwardsfoundandfosteredbyMimir，afairyblacksmith；he，too，suckedwisdomfromaburn。AccordingtotheEdda，heburnthisfingerwhilstfeelingoftheheartofFafnir，whichhewasroasting，andputtingitintohismouthinordertosuckoutthepain，becameimbuedwithallthewisdomoftheworld，theknowledgeofthelanguageofbirds，andwhatnot。IhaveheardyoutellthetaleofFinnadozentimesintheblesseddaysofold，butitsidentitywiththetaleofSigurdneveroccurredtometillnow。Itistrue，whenIknewyouofold，IhadneverreadthetaleofSigurd，andhavesincealmostdismissedmattersofIrelandfrommymind；butassoonasyoutoldmeagainaboutFinn’sburninghisfinger，thecoincidencestruckme。Isay，Murtagh，theIrishowemuchtotheDanes—"
　　"Devilabit，Shorsha，dotheyowetothethaives，exceptmanyabloodybatingandplundering，whichtheyneverpaidthemback。Och，Shorsha！you，edicatedinouldIreland，tosaythattheIrishowesanythinggoodtotheplunderingvillains—theSiolLoughlin。"
　　"Theyowethemhalftheirtraditions，Murtagh，andamongstothers，Finn—ma—Coulandtheburntfinger；andifeverI
　　publishtheLoughlinsongs，I’lltelltheworldso。"
　　"But，Shorsha，theworldwillneverbelieveye—tosaynothingoftheIrishpartofit。"
　　"Thentheworld，Murtagh—tosaynothingoftheIrishpartofit—willbeafool，evenasIhaveoftenthoughtit；thegrandthing，Murtagh，istobeabletobelieveoneself，andrespectoneself。Howfewwhomtheworldbelievesbelieveandrespectthemselves。"
　　"Och，Shorsha！shallIgoonwiththetaleofFinn？"
　　"I’dratheryoushouldnot，Murtagh；Iknowallaboutitalready。"
　　"Thenwhydidyoubothermetotellitatfirst，Shorsha？
　　Och，itwasdoingmyownselfgood，andmakingmeforgetmyownsorrowfulstate，whenyeinterruptedmewithyourthaivesofDanes！Och，Shorsha！letmetellyouhowFinn，bymeansofsuckinghisthumb，andthewitchcraftheimbibedfromit，contrivedtopulloffthearmoftheouldwagabone，DarmodDavidOdeen，whilstshakinghandswithhim—forFinncoulddonofeatofstrengthwithoutsuckinghisthumb，Shorsha，asConantheBaldtoldthesonofOisininthesongwhichIusedtosingyeinDungarvontimesofold；"andhereMurtaghrepeatedcertainIrishwordstothefollowingeffect：—
　　"OlittlethefoolishwordsIheedOOisin’sson，fromthylipswhichcome；
　　NostrengthwereinFinnforvalorousdeed，Unlesstothegristlehesuck’dhisthumb。"
　　"Enoughisasgoodasafeast，Murtagh，IamnolongerinthecueforFinn。Iwouldratherhearyourownhistory。Nowtellus，man，allthathashappenedtoyesinceDungarvontimesofold？"
　　"Och，Shorsha，itwouldbemerelybringingallmysorrowsbackuponme！"
　　"Well，ifIknowallyoursorrows，perhapsIshallbeabletofindahelpforthem。Ioweyoumuch，Murtagh；youtaughtmeIrish，andIwilldoallIcantohelpyou。"
　　"Why，then，Shorsha，I’lltellyemyhistory。Heregoes！"
　　CHAPTERXLV
　　Murtagh’sTale。
　　"WELL，Shorsha，aboutayearandahalfafteryouleftus—
　　andasorrowfulhourforusitwaswhenyeleftus，losing，aswedid，yourfunnystoriesofyoursnake—andthebattlesofyourmilitary—theysentmetoParisandSalamanca，inordertomakeasaggartofme。"
　　"Prayexcuseme，"saidI，"forinterruptingyou，butwhatkindofplaceisSalamanca？"
　　"DivilabitdidIeverseeofit，Shorsha！"
　　"Thenwhydidyesayyeweresentthere？Well，whatkindofplaceisParis？NotthatIcaremuchaboutParis。"
　　"SorrowabitdidIeverseeofeitherthem，Shorsha，fornoonesentmetoeither。WhenwesaysathomeapersonisgoingtoParisandSalamanca，itmanesthatheisgoingabroadtostudytobeasaggart，whetherhegoestothemplacesornot。No，Ineversaweither—badlucktothem—I
　　wasshippedawayfromCorkupthestraitstoaplacecalledLeghorn，fromwhichIwassentto—toareligioushouse，whereIwastobeinstructedinsaggartingtilltheyhadmademefittocutadacentfigureinIreland。Wehadalongandtediousvoyage，Shorsha；notsotedious，however，asitwouldhavebeenhadIbeenfoolenoughtolaveyourpackofcardsbehindme，asthethaif，mybrotherDenis，wantedtopersuademetodo，inorderthathemightplaywiththemhimself。
　　WiththecardsImanagedtohavemanyanicegamewiththesailors，winningfromthemha’penniesandsixpencesuntilthecaptainsaidIwasruininghismen，andkeepingthemfromtheirduty；and，beingahereticandaDutchman，sworethatunlessIgaveoverhewouldtiemeuptothemastandgivemearounddozen。Thisthreatobligedmetobemoreonmyguard，thoughIoccasionallycontrivedtogetagameatnight，andtowinsixpenniesandha’pennies。
　　"WereachedLeghornatlast，andgladIwastoleavetheshipandthemaster，whogavemeakickasIwasgettingovertheside，badlucktothedirtyhereticforkickingasonofthechurch，forIhavealwaysbeenatruesonofthechurch，Shorsha，andneverquarrelledwithitunlessitinterferedwithmeinmyplayingatcards。IleftLeghornwithcertainmuleteers，withwhomIplayedatcardsatthebaiting—houses，andwhospeedilywonfrommealltheha’penniesandsixpencesIhadwonfromthesailors。Igotmymoney’sworth，however，forIlearntfromthemuleteersallkindofquainttricksuponthecards，whichIknewnothingofbefore；soIdidnotgrudgethemwhattheychatedmeof，andwhenwepartedwedidsoinkindnessonbothsides。Ongettingto—IwasreceivedintothereligioushouseforIrishes。ItwastheIrishhouse，Shorsha，intowhichIwastaken，forIdonotwishyetosupposethatIwasintheEnglishreligioushousewhichthereisinthatcity，inwhichapurtysetareeducated，andinwhichpurtydoingsaregoingonifalltalesbetrue。
　　"InthisIrishhouseIcommencedmystudies，learningtosingandtoreadtheLatinprayersofthechurch。’Faith，Shorsha，many’sthesorrowfuldayIpassedinthathouselearningtheprayersandlitanies，beinghalf—starved，withnoearthlydiversionatall，atall；untilItookthecardsoutofmychestandbeganinstructingincard—playingthechumwhichIhadwithmeinmycell；thenIhadplentyofdiversionalongwithhimduringthetimeswhenIwasnotengagedinsinging，andchanting，andsayingtheprayersofthechurch；therewas，however，somedrawbackinplayingwithmychum，forthoughhewasverycleverinlearning，divilasixpencehadhetoplaywith，inwhichrespecthewaslikemyself，themasterwhotaughthim，whohadlostallmymoneytothemuleteerswhotaughtmethetricksuponthecards；bydegrees，however，itbegantobenoisedaboutthereligioushousethatMurtagh，fromHibrodary，（1）hadapackofcardswithwhichheplayedwithhischuminthecell；whereuponotherscholarsofthereligioushousecametome，sometobetaughtandotherstoplay，sowithsomeIplayed，andothersItaught，butneithertothosewhocouldplay，ortothosewhocouldnot，didIteachtheeleganttrickswhichIlearntfromthemuleteers。Well，thescholarscametomeforthesakeofthecards，andtheporterandcookofthereligioushouse，whocouldbothplayverywell，camealso；atlastI
　　becametiredofplayingfornothing，soIborrowedafewbitsofsilverfromthecook，andplayedagainsttheporter，andbymeansofmytricksIwonmoneyfromtheporter，andthenI
　　paidthecookthebitsofsilverwhichIhadborrowedofhim；
　　andplayedwithhim，andwonalittleofhismoney，whichI
　　lethimwinbackagain，asIhadlivedlongenoughinareligioushousetoknowthatitisdangeroustotakemoneyfromthecook。Inalittletime，Shorsha，therewasscarcelyanythinggoingoninthehousebutcard—playing；thealmonerplayedwithme，andsodidthesub—rector，andIwonmoneyfromboth；nottoomuch，however，lesttheyshouldtelltherector，whohadthecharacterofaveryaustereman，andofbeingabitofasaint；however，thethiefofaporter，whosemoneyIhadwon，informedtherectorofwhatwasgoingon，andonedaytherectorsentformeintohisprivateapartment，andgavemesolongandpiousalectureupontheheinoussinofcard—playing，thatIthoughtIshouldsinkintotheground；afterabouthalf—an—hour’sinveighingagainstcard—playing，hebegantosoftenhistone，andwithalongsightoldmethatatonetimeofhislifehehadbeenayoungmanhimself，andhadoccasionallyusedthecards；hethenbegantoaskmesomequestionsaboutcard—playing，whichquestionsIafterwardsfoundweretopumpfrommewhatIknewaboutthescience。AfteratimeheaskedmewhetherIhadgotmycardswithme，andonmytellinghimIhad，heexpressedawishtoseethem，whereuponItookthepackoutofmypocket，andshowedittohim；helookedatitveryattentively，andatlast，givinganotherdeepsigh，hesaid，thatthoughhewasnearlyweanedfromthevanitiesoftheworld，hehadstillaninclinationtoseewhetherhehadentirelylostthelittleskillwhichatonetimehepossessed。WhenIheardhimspeakinthismanner，Itoldhimthatifhisreverencewasinclinedforagameofcards，I
　　shouldbeveryhappytoplayonewithhim；scarcelyhadI
　　utteredthesewordsthanhegaveathirdsigh，andlookedsoverymuchlikeasaintthatIwasafraidhewasgoingtoexcommunicateme。Nothingofthekind，however，forpresentlyhegetsupandlocksthedoor，thensittingdownatthetable，hemotionedmetodothesame，whichIdid，andinfiveminuteswewereplayingatcards，hisreverenceandmyself。
　　"Isoonfoundthathisreverenceknewquiteasmuchaboutcard—playingasIdid。Divilatrickwasthereconnectedwithcardsthathisreverencedidnotseemawaketo。As，however，wewerenotplayingformoney，thiscircumstancedidnotgivememuchuneasiness；soweplayedgameaftergamefortwohours，whenhisreverence，havingbusiness，toldmeI
　　mightgo，soItookupmycards，makemyobedience，andlefthim。ThenextdayIhadothergameswithhim，andsoonforaverylongtime，stillplayingfornothing。Atlasthisreverencegrewtiredofplayingfornothing，andproposedthatweshouldplayformoney。Now，Ihadnodesiretoplaywithhisreverenceformoney，asIknewthatdoingsowouldbringonaquarrel。Aslongaswewereplayingfornothing，Icouldaffordtolethisreverenceusewhattrickshepleased；butifweplayedformoney，Icouldn’tdoso。Ifheplayedhistricks，Imustplaymine，anduseeveryadvantagetosavemymoney；andtherewasoneIpossessedwhichhisreverencedidnot。Thecardsbeingmyown，Ihadputsomedelicatelittlemarksonthetrumpcards，justattheedges，sothatwhenIdealt，bymeansofalittlesleightofhand，I
　　coulddealmyselfanytrumpcardIpleased。ButIwished，asIsaidbefore，tohavenodealingsformoneywithhisreverence，knowingthathewasmasterinthehouse，andthathecouldleadmeadogofalifeifIoffendedhim，eitherbywinninghismoney，ornotlettinghimwinmine。SoItoldhimIhadnomoneytoplaywith，buttheouldthiefknewbetter；heknewthatIwaseverydaywinningmoneyfromthescholars，andthesub—rector，andtheotherpeopleofthehouse，andtheouldthaifhaddeterminedtoletmegooninthatwaywinningmoney，andthenbymeansofhistricks，whichhethoughtIdarenotresent，towinfrommeallmyearnings—inaword，Shorsha，toletmefillmyselflikeasponge，andthensqueezemeforhisownadvantage。Sohemademeplaywithhim，andinlessthanthreedayscameonthequarrel；hisreverencechatedme，andIchatedhisreverence；theouldthaifkneweverytrickthatIknew，andoneortwomore；butindalingoutthecardsInickedhisreverence；scarcelyatrumpdidIevergivehim，Shorsha，andwonhismoneypurtyfreely。Och，itwasapurtyquarrel！
　　Allthedelicatenamesinthe’NewgateCalendar，’ifyeeverheardofsuchabook；allthehang—dognamesintheNewgatehistories，andthelivesofIrishrogues，didwecalleachother—hisreverenceandI！Suddenly，however，puttingouthishand，heseizedthecards，saying，’Iwillexaminethesecards，yecheatingscoundrel！forIbelievetherearedirtymarksonthem，whichyehavemadeinordertoknowthewinningcards。’’Givemebackmypack，’saidI，’orm’anamonDioulifIbenotthedeathofye！’Hisreverence，however，clappedthecardsintohispocket，andmadethebestofhiswaytothedoor，Ihanginguponhim。Hewasagross，fatman，but，likemostfatmen，deadlystrong，soheforcedhiswaytothedoor，and，openingit，flunghimselfout，withmestillholdingonhimlikeaterrierdogonabigfatpig；
　　thenheshoutsforhelp，andinalittletimeIwassecuredandthrustintoalock—uproom，whereIwaslefttomyself。
　　Herewasapurtyalteration。YesterdayIwastheidolofthereligioushouse，thoughtmoreonthanhisreverence，everyonepayingmecourtandwurtship，andwantingtoplaycardswithme，andtolearnmytricks，andfed，moreover，onthetidbitsofthetable；andto—dayIwasinacell，nobodycomingtolookatmebuttheblackguardporterwhohadchargeofme，mycardstakenfromme，andwithnothingbutbreadandwatertoliveupon。Timepasseddrearyenoughforamonth，attheendofwhichtimehisreverencecametome，leavingtheporterjustoutsidethedoorinordertocometohishelpshouldIbeviolent；andthenhereadmeaverypurtylectureonmyconduct，sayingIhadturnedthereligioushousetopsy—
　　turvy，andcorruptedthescholars，andthatIwasthecheatoftheworld，forthatoninspectingthepackhehaddiscoveredthedirtymarkswhichIhadmadeuponthetrumpcardsfortoknowthemby。Hesaidagreatdealmoretome，whichisnotworthrelating，andendedbytellingmethatheintendedtoletmeoutofconfinementnextday，butthatifeverImisconductedmyselfanymore，hewouldclapmeinagainfortherestofmylife。Ihadagoodmindtocallhimanouldthaif，butthehopeofgettingoutmademeholdmytongue，andthenextdayIwasletout；andneedenoughIhadtobeletout，forwhatwithbeingalone，andlivingonbreadandwater，Iwasbecomingfrighted，or，asthedoctorscallit，narvous。ButwhenIwasout—oh，whatachangeIfoundinthereligioushouse！nocard—playing，forithadbeenforbiddentothescholars，andtherewasnownothinggoingonbutreadingandsinging；divilamerryvisagetobeseen，butplentyofprimairsandgraces；butthecaseofthescholars，thoughbadenough，wasnothalfsobadasmine，fortheycouldspaketoeachother，whereasIcouldnothaveawordofconversation，fortheouldthaifofarectorhadorderedthemtosendmeto’Coventry，’tellingthemthatIwasagamblingcheat，withmoralsbadenoughtocorruptahorseregiment；
　　andwhereastheywereallowedtodivertthemselveswithgoingout，Iwaskeptreadingandsingingfrommorntillnight。
　　Theonlysoulwhowaswillingtoexchangeawordwithmewasthecook，andsometimesheandIhadalittlebitofdiscourseinacorner，andwecondoledwitheachother，forhelikedthechangeinthereligioushousealmostaslittleasmyself；buthetoldmethat，forallthechangebelowstairs，therewasstillcard—playingonabove，forthattheouldthaifofarector，andthesub—rector，andthealmonerplayedatcardstogether，andthattherectorwonmoneyfromtheothers—thealmonerhadtoldhimso—and，moreover，thattherectorwasthethaifoftheworld，andhadoncebeenkickedoutofaclub—houseatDublinforcheatingatcards，andafterthatcircumstancehadapparentlyreformedandliveddecentlytillthetimewhenIcametothereligioushousewithmypack，butthatthesightofthathadbroughthimbacktohisouldgambling。Hetoldthecook，moreover，thattherectorfrequentlywentoutatnighttothehousesofthegreatclergyandcheatedatcards。
　　"Inthismelancholystate，withrespecttomyself，thingscontinuedalongtime，whensuddenlytherewasareportthathisHolinessthePopeintendedtopayavisittothereligioushouseinordertoexamineintoitsdiscipline。
　　WhenIheardthisIwasglad，forIdeterminedafterthePopehaddonewhathehadcometodo，tofalluponmykneesbeforehim，andmakearegularcomplaintofthetreatmentIhadreceived，totellhimofthecheatingatcardsoftherector，andtobeghimtomaketheouldthaifgivemebackmypackagain。Sothedayofthevisitcame，andhisHolinessmadehisappearancewithhisattendants，and，havinglookedoverthereligioushouse，hewentintotherector’sroomwiththerector，thesub—rector，andthealmoner。IintendedtohavewaiteduntilhisHolinesscameout，butfindinghestayedalongtimeIthoughtIwoulde’engointohim，soIwentuptothedoorwithoutanybodyobservingme—hisattendantsbeingwalkingaboutthecorridor—andopeningitIslippedin，andtherewhatdoyouthinkIsaw？Why，hisHolinessthePope，andhisreverencetherector，andthesub—rector，andthealmonerseatedatcards；andtheouldthaifofarectorwasdealingoutthecardswhichyehadgivenme，Shorsha，tohisHolinessthePope，thesub—rector，thealmoner，andhimself。"