'But is going to be published without my consent.'
'Are you serious?' said Glibly: staring!
'It is not my custom to deceive people, Mr. Glibly; not even to give them pleasure.'
'I am prodigious glad of that!' exclaimed the holy Enoch. Prodigious glad, indeed!'
'But you have owned it was written by you?' continued Glibly.
'I know no good that can result from disowning the truth; and especially in the present instance.'
'My dear fellow, truth is a very pretty thing on some occasions: but to be continually telling truth, as you call it, oh Lord! oh Lord! we should set the whole world to cutting of throats!'
'To be sure we should!' cried Ellis. 'To be sure we should! That is my morality exactly.'
'Men are men, my dear fellow. A lord is a lord: a bishop is a bishop. Each in his station. Things could not go on if we did not make allowances. To tell truth would be to overturn all order.'
'I am willing to make allowances: for all men are liable to be mistaken.'