34/217 I am the most unhappy dog in that way, sometimes spurt out the strangest things--the most mal-a-propos--without meaning to give the least offence, upon my honor--sheer absence of mind--things I would have given the world not to have said. Do you hear the coxcomb? Great wits, they say-- _2d Lady_. Your fine geniuses are most given-- _3d Lady_. Men of bright parts are commonly too vivacious-- _Mr.H_.But you shall hear. |