"Pray you, King Media, let another inquisitor cross- question." "Proceed; take the divan." "A pace or two farther off, there, Mohi; so I can garner thee all in at a glance .-- Attention! Rememberest thou, fellow-being, when thou wast born ?" "Not I.Old Braid-Beard had no memory then." "When, then, wast thou first conscious of being ?" "What time I was teething: my first sensation was an ache." "What dost thou, fellow-being, here in Mardi ?" "What doth Mardi here, fellow-being, under me ?" "Philosopher, thou gainest but little by thy questions," cried Yoomy advancing.

"Let a poet endeavor." "I abdicate in your favor, then, gentle Yoomy; let me smooth the divan for you;--there: be seated." "Now, Mohi, who art thou ?" said Yoomy, nodding his bird-of-paradise plume.
"The sole witness, it seems, in this case." "Try again minstrel," cried Babbalanja.
"Then, what art thou, Mohi ?" "Even what thou art, Yoomy." "He is too sharp or too blunt for us all," cried King Media.

"His devil is even more subtle than yours, Babbalanja.

Let him go." "Shall I adjourn the court then, my lord ?" said Babbalanja.
"Ay." "Oyez! Oyez! Oyez! All mortals having business at this court, know ye, that it is adjourned till sundown of the day, which hath no to- morrow.".