THE LORD CHANCELLOR PREPARES HIS OPINION
My Lords, this is a clear unmuddied case—
A clear unmuddied case! If ever stream
Of pure judicial reasoning bore down
More silt and wreckage of the heart's unease
Than this thin rill! But let the sarcasm stand;
It serves at least to thrust me on the cause
Full running, in a careless jogging start,
Ahead of fox and beagles, horn uplift,
Toot-tootling at full breath, as one who knows
Before the hunt's up where the brush will fall.
My Lords, this is a clear unmuddied case.
The plaintiff is a lady of the Court,
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