The expenditure of wit I waste in vain,
Trying to find out just one fact of all!
She who brought letters from who could not write,
And took back letters to who could not read,—
Who was that messenger, of your charity?"
"—Well, so far favors you the circumstance
That this same messenger ... how shall we say? ...
Sub imputatione meretricis
Laborat,—which makes accusation null:
We waive this woman's:—naught makes void the next.