CHAPTER NINETEEN IN WHICH THE SATYR AND THE NARRATOR BECOME VERY DRUNK,
AND THE LATTER IS LIFTED TO EARTH AGAIN
CHAPTER TWENTY IN WHICH I VIEW AN EMPTY WORLD, ACT A HYPOCRITE, AND HEAR
A CONFESSION OF LOVE
CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE IN WHICH, STRANGE TO SAY, TIME PASSES. ALSO I RECEIVE
THREE WARNINGS, AND WITNESS AN UNPARALLELED EPISODE IN THE SMITHY OF
BUCK STEELE