CHAPTER 3.XV.
Panurge's excuse and exposition of the monastic mystery concerning powdered beef.
The Lord save those who see, and do not hear! quoth Panurge.

I see you well enough, but know not what it is that you have said.

The hunger-starved belly wanteth ears.

For lack of victuals, before God, I roar, bray, yell, and fume as in a furious madness.

I have performed too hard a task to-day, an extraordinary work indeed.