The night-lamp was burning calmly.

And because of this I take it that the wild pigs did not get us, that we never fetched bottom; else I should not be here now, a thousand centuries after, to remember the event.
And now put yourself in my place for a moment.

Walk with me a bit in my tender childhood, bed with me a night and imagine yourself dreaming such incomprehensible horrors.

Remember I was an inexperienced child.

I had never seen a wild boar in my life.