----_Yorick_ laid his hand upon his heart, and gently shook his head; --For my part, continued _Eugenius_, crying bitterly as he uttered the words, --I declare I know not, _Yorick_, how to part with thee, and would gladly flatter my hopes, added _Eugenius_, chearing up his voice, that there is still enough left of thee to make a bishop, and that I may live to see it. 
Yorick gently shook his head.
Eugenius continued, crying bitterly, 'I know not, Yorick, how to part with thee. I hope that thou mayst still live long enough to be made a bishop.'
