Can it be that you have never seen a louse in a pair of drawers? When he runs away into a deep seam or hides in some broken wadding, he thinks he has found a 'propitious residence.' In his movements he dares not leave the seam's edge nor part from the crotch of the drawers, and thinks he is 'toeing the orthodox line' that way. When he is hungry he bites his man and thinks he can eat forever. But when, [in the event of a great fire] there are hills of flame and streams of fire, when towns are charred and cities destroyed, then the lice, trapped where they are, die in their pair of drawers. What difference is there in your gentleman's living in his small area and a louse in a pair of drawers? How sad it is that he thinks he can 'keep catastrophes far away and good fortune near' and '[his family and descendants] eternally secure'!
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