That deaf old man br With his hand to his ear-- br His hand to hi head stood out like a shell, br Horny and hollow. He said, "I can't hear," br He muttered, "Don't shout, br I can hear very well!" br br He mumbled, "I can't catch a word; br I can't follow." br Then Jack with a voice like a Protestant bell br Roared--"Particulars! Farmhouse! At 10 quid a year!" br "I dunno wot place you are talking about." br Said the deaf old man. br Said Jack, "What the Hell!" br But the deaf old man took a pin from his desk, picked br a piece of wool the size of a hen's egg from his ear, br had a good look at it, decided in its favour and re- br placed it in the aforementioned organ.