Perhaps it was the liquor he had been drinking that made him suddenly desperate.
"You canting old fool!" he cried, "don't lie to me any longer; I won't have it.

Don't stand there grinning at me.

Get that flag, or I'll make you." "What is impossible, my son, is possible to God alone.

Apud homines hoc impossible est, apud Deum autem omnia possibilia sunt." "None of your Jesuit Latin or logic to me--I am not here to argue, but to command.

Get that flag.