'I am developing a new theory of bodily perceptions, and their intercourse with the soul, and this is research, ' said Daniel, quaffing vigorously. He huffed ale-foam out of his whiskers (he'd not shaved in weeks) and tried to adopt a searching look. 'Being condemned to die is a mighty stimulus to philosophick ratiocination, all of which is however wasted at the instant the sentence is carried out – fortunately I've been spared – '