"Oh," said Valentin, "let us eat and drink, for to-morrow--to-morrow"-- and he paused again.

"No, not to-morrow, perhaps, but today.

I can't eat and drink, but I can talk.
What's to be gained, at this pass, by renun--renunciation?
I mustn't use such big words.

I was always a chatterer; Lord, how I have talked in my day!" "That's a reason for keeping quiet now," said Newman.

"We know how well you talk, you know." But Valentin, without heeding him, went on in the same weak, dying drawl.