animal painting

'There again! Another stick of the penknife, when she pretended
to pat my head: and that is because I said I did not like the
society of children and old women (low be it spoken!). No, young lady,
I am not a general philanthropist; but I bear a conscience'; and he
pointed to the prominences which are said to indicate that faculty,
and which, fortunately for him, were sufficiently conspicuous; giving,
indeed, a marked breadth to the upper part of his head: 'and, besides,
I once had a kind of rude tenderness of heart. When I was as old as
you, I was a feeling fellow enough; partial to the unfledged,
unfostered, and unlucky; but Fortune has knocked me about since: she
has even kneaded me with her knuckles, and now I flatter myself I am
hard and tough as an India-rubber ball; pervious, though, through a
chink or two still, and with one sentient point in the middle of the
lump. Yes: does that leave hope for me?'
'Hope of what, sir?'
'Of my final re-transformation from India-rubber back to flesh?'
'Decidedly he has had too much wine,' I thought; and I did not know