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"The Baron was close at my heels, and the Lieutenant being provoked by the old man's obstinate silence, shook him now violently by the shoulder, thundering in his ears, "Greybeard, what art thou reading?"
"Now the old man lifted his reverend head slowly up, stared at us with angry looks, and then said, with a solemn awful voice,
"Wisdom!"
"What language is it?"
Old man. (Reading again) "The language of Wisdom."
"What dost thou call Wisdom?"
Old man. "All what thou dost not comprehend."
Lieut. "If thou knowest what other people cannot comprehend, then I should like to ask thee a question."
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