lady sophia is about to speak again when a voice suddenly cries out , i was dozing , confound it , quite silly of me , quite remiss of course i want to make representation , of course i do excuse me , out of my way , blast it , let me through and hipiscius , the pavement dwelling god , pushes his way onto the central floor , dusting down his dirt-stained clothes and smoothing back his dishevelled hair and so ludicrous a sight does he present that i almost burst out laughing .