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monstrated what I shall now take the liberty to say in plain terms, that all your opinions are extremely absurd.
Mr. Escot.
I should be sorry, Sir, to advance any opinion that you would not think absurd.
Mr. Panscope.
Death and fury, Sir———
Mr. Escot.
Say no more, Sir. That apology is quite sufficient.
Mr. Panscope.
Apology, Sir?
Mr. Escot.
Even so, Sir. You have lost your temper, which I consider equivalent to a confession that you have the worst of the argument.
Mr. Panscope.
Lightning and devils! Sir———
