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"Who are you?" she demanded. "What can you want here at such an hour?" "I am from Wolgast," he answered, "and must see the priest of Crummyn." "There is no priest here now." "But I have been told that a priest of the name of Neigialink lived here." Illa. "He was a Lutheran swaddler and no priest, otherwise he would not live in open sin with a nun."
If oratory is to be judged of by its effects, Cæsar's sermon was a great oration. It began amid the silence of his own followers, and the tschts and pshaws of a little group of his enemies, who lounged on the outside of the crowd to cast ridicule on the "swaddler" and the "publican preacher."
"Who's he a prayin' to?" Levin asked of Joe Johnson. "Quemar!" muttered Johnson, as if he were terrified at something; "his potato-trap is swallerin' ghosts! Curse on the swaddler? The kid will whindle directly. Come, boy, come!" At this, seizing Levin's hand, partly in persuasion, partly as if he wanted the lad's protection, Johnson, fairly trembling, ran for the boat.
"How durst you call me a swaddler, sir?" says the Pope, forgetting, the dear man, the part that he was acting. "Don't think to bully me!" says his Riv'rence. "I always daar to spake the truth, and it's well known that you're nothing but a swaddling ould sent ov a saint," says he, never letting on to persave that his Holiness had forgot what they were agreed on.
And after all, says John Wyse, why can't a jew love his country like the next fellow? Why not? says J. J., when he's quite sure which country it is. Is he a jew or a gentile or a holy Roman or a swaddler or what the hell is he? says Ned. Or who is he? No offence, Crofton. Who is Junius? says J. J. We don't want him, says Crofter the Orangeman or presbyterian.
The old Lutheran swaddler, too, would not suffer it, if he knew she prayed in the church by nights. But she did not care for his anger, for she had a private key that let her in at all hours; and his Highness, the Prince, at her earnest prayers, had given her permission to pray in the church, at any time she pleased, from then till her death."
Which 'ud be the biggest lie, if I said I seen a turkey-cock lying on the broad ov his back, and picking the stars out ov the sky, or if I was to say that I seen a gandher in the same intherrestin' posture, raycreating himself wid similar asthronomical experiments? Answer me that, you ould swaddler?" says he.
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