The highwayman simply sips his schooner of sewer sludge (with a wedge of lime) and takes it all in, wondering if it would be worthwhile to attempt to play upon his last loot, a lute. It would, he reflects, sound pretty good if he could only tune it to match the crotales , the carnyx, and the and the crwth -- all of which seem to be played in the key of P#.