I know why, and, unfortunately for me, I have to tell what I know.

If I do not tell, this narrative is so constituted that there will be no moral to it.
One who studies man in puppets (in which purpose lies the chief value of this amusing species), must think that we are degenerating rapidly.

The puppet hero, for instance, is a changed being.

We know what he was; but now he takes shelter in his wits.

His organs affect his destiny.
Careless of the fact that the hero's achievement is to conquer nature, he seems rather to boast of his subservience to her.
Still, up to this day, the fixture of a nose upon the puppet-hero's frontispiece has not been attempted.