(He disappears with Faust; the fellows draw back from one another.)
And look, my hand doth thine enclose!
I felt a shock, it went through every limb! A chair! I'm fainting! All things
Say what has happened, what's it all about?
Where is the fellow? Could I scent him out, His body from his soul I'd soon
With my own eyes, upon a cask astride, Forth through the cellar - door I saw
him ride Heavy as lead my feet are growing.
I wonder is the wine still flowing!