'Adzooks! I'll bend or break you! Up, up, and I'll run you home for this.' But wonderful to tell, his legs refused to budge; all sensation had left them.

But a huge wasp happening to sting his foot, not him, for he felt it not, the leg incontinently sprang into the air, and of itself, cut all manner of capers.

Be still! Down with you!' But the leg refused.

'My arms are still loyal,' thought Grando; and with them he at last managed to confine his refractory member.

But all commands, volitions, and persuasions, were as naught to induce his limbs to carry him home.