You must be very new to the world, to grumble at this.

How would you bear to lie on the field of battle on a frosty night, as I did t'other day, stark naked, with nothing to keep me warm but the carcass of a fellow I had been and helped kill ?" "Horrible! horrible! Tell me all about it! Oh, but this is sweet." "Well, we had a little battle in Brabant, and won a little victory, but it cost us dear; several arbalestriers turned their toes up, and I among them." "Killed, Denys?
come now!" "Dead as mutton.

Stuck full of pike-holes till the blood ran out of me, like the good wine of Macon from the trodden grapes.

It is right bounteous in me to pour the tale in minstrel phrase, for--augh--I am sleepy.

Augh--now where was I ?" "Left dead on the field of battle, bleeding like a pig; that is to say, like grapes, or something; go on, prithee go on, 'tis a sin to sleep in the midst of a good story." "Granted.