“Bah! Godly-Fear, will you never shake off your fearfulness and lack of courage? Are you afraid of being dumfounded? Who has hurt you?” He tipped his head to the side, feigning sincerity. “Look, I’m on your side, but you doubt, while I am confident.” He shrugged with his palms toward the ceiling. “Besides, is this a time to be sad? A feast is made for laughter. So why, to your shame and our trouble, do you break into such depressing language, when you should be eating, drinking, and being merry?”
