" "No, excuse me, that's a paradox.

" "Yes, there's something of a sophistry about that," Veslovsky agreed.

" Ah! our host; so you're not asleep yet?" he said to the peasant who came into the barn, opening the creaking door.

" How is it you're not asleep?" "No, how's one to sleep! I thought our gentlemen would be asleep, but I heard them chattering.