The drift of the curate _d'Estella's_ argument was not understood. --They ran the scent the wrong way. --The world bridled his ass at the tail. --And when the _extremes_ of DELICACY, and the _beginnings_ of CONCUPISCENCE, hold their next provincial chapter together, they may decree that bawdy also.
The drift of the curate's argument was not understood. The world went the wrong way, and bridled his ass at the tail.
And when Delicacy and Lust next meet together, they may decree that bawdy also.