Is there England still ?" "That's a comfort! Is there London ?" "This _is_ London, eh?
And you are my assistant-custodian; assistant-custodian.

And these--?
Eh?
Assistant-custodians too!" He sat with a gaunt stare on his face.

"But why am I here?
No! Don't talk.

Be quiet.

Let me--" He sat silent, rubbed his eyes, and, uncovering them, found another little glass of pinkish fluid held towards him.