He laughed at himself for the notion; but he could not laugh it away.
Raphael seemed to think that he ought not to laugh it away; for he pointed to the fragments, and with a quaint look at the young monk-- 'Our nurses used to tell us, '"If you can't make it, You ought not to break it."' 'I had no nurse,' said Philammon.
'Ah!--that accounts--for this and other things.

Well,' he went on, with the most provoking good-nature, 'you are in a fair road, my handsome youth; I wish you joy of your fellow-workmen, and of your apprenticeship in the noble art of monkery.

Riot and pillage, shrieking women and houseless children in your twentieth summer, are the sure path to a Saint-ship, such as Paul of Tarsus, who, with all his eccentricities, was a gentleman, certainly never contemplated.

I have heard of Phoebus Apollo under many disguises, but this is the first time I ever saw him in the wolf's hide.' 'Or in the lion's,' said Philammon, trying in his shame to make a fine speech.
'Like the Ass in the Fable.

Farewell! Stand out of the way, friends! 'Ware teeth and poison!' And he disappeared among the crowd, who made way respectfully enough for his dagger and his brindled companion..