They were ever ready to step into the galley which should bear them all home, with the invisible rowers of God at the oars, down the wild rapids, to the haven of St.Peter.There was savagery in their faces now.
He saw, and he could not refrain from smiling as he stretched out his hand to them again with a little quieting gesture, and continued soothingly: "But why should we ask?
There's a thing called electricity.

Well, you know that if you take a slice out of anything, less remains behind.

We can take the air out of this room, and scarcely leave any in it.
"We take a drink out of a bottle, and certainly there isn't as much left in it! But the queer thing is that with this electricity you take it away and just as much remains.

It goes out from your toe, rushes away to Timbuctoo, and is back in your toe before you can wink.

Why?
No one knows.