Fools.
I, Grile, have arranged these primal truths in the order of their
importance, in the hope that some patient investigator may amplify and
codify them into a coherent body of doctrine, and so establish a new
religion. I would do it myself were it not that a very corpulent and
most unexpected pudding is claiming my present attention.
O, steaming enigma! O, savoury mountain of hidden mysteries! too long
neglected for too long a sermon. Engaging problem, let me reveal the
secrets latent in thy breast, and unfold thine occult philosophy!
[_Cutting into the pudding_.] Ah! here, and here alone is—[_Eating
it_].