'You're shickered, dear.' She is coolly diagnostic. 'You know what you're like when you're shickered.'

That's what I have been talking to you, sir - scientific gibberish! Did you think you could match cunning with me - you with your walnut of a brain? You think you are omnipotent, you infernal scribblers, don't you? That your praise can make a man and your blame can break him?

An honest oath taken under advice of counsel, therefore, is not perjury

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