15/22 But Mr.Wet-eyes has from henceforth spoiled the point of that proverb for us. 'I see,' he said, 'dirt in mine own tears, and filthiness in the bottom of my prayers.' Mr.Wet-eyes is hopeless. Mr.Wet-eyes would weary out the patience of a saint. There is no satisfying or pacifying or ever pleasing this morbose Mr.Wet-eyes. The man is absolutely insufferable. |