Ink. True; feeling is truest then, far beyond question:
I wish to the gods 'twas the same with digestion!161
Lady Blueb. Pshaw!—never mind that; for one moment of feeling
Is worth—God knows what.
Ink.'Tis at least worth concealing
For itself, or what follows—But here comes your carriage.
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