My arm is disabled: my back is almost broken: my thigh is cut.

I'm in sharp pain, all this time: and that makes a fellow impatient of being lectured on the back of it all.
Why doesn't he let me go?
I don't want to affront him now.

All I want is to go and get nursed a bit somewhere." "Now that is the first word of reason and common sense you have uttered, young man.

It decides me not to detain you.

All I shall do, under the circumstances, is to clear your rubbish out of that holy building, and watch it by night as well as day.