No, I can't.

I'm afflicted with ophthalmia.

That was one of the ten plagues of Egypt, and it extends up the Nile in the shape of cataract.

Ha! that's a joke, Torp.
Laugh, you graven image, and stand clear of the hawser....

It'll knock you into the water and make your dress all dirty, Maisie dear.' 'Oh!' said Torpenhow.