now why
northern
nations
are always
more
virtuous
than
southern
ones, – I
see into
that whole
subject.”
“O,
Augustine,
you are a
sad
rattle-brain!”
“Am I?
Well, so I
am, I
suppose;
but for
once I
will be
serious,
now; but
you must
hand me
that
basket of
oranges; –
you see,
you’ll
have to
‘stay me
with
flagons
and
comfort me
with
apples,’
if I’m
going to
make this
effort.
Now,” said
Augustine,
drawing
the basket
up, “I’ll
