His wife talked and walked.

It was the supper again.
Milton had a bad digestion because he is always so cross; and your Carlyle must have the worst digestion in the world, because he never says any good of anything.

Ah, to digest is to be happy! Believe me, my friends, there is no other way not to be turned out of paradise by a fiery, two-handed turning sword." "It is true," said Schmoff; "yes, it is true." "I believe you," said Doodles.

"And how well the count describes it, don't he, Mr.Clavering?
I never looked at it in that light; but, after all, digestion is everything.

What is a horse worth, if he won't feed ?" "I never thought much about it," said Harry.
"That is very good," said the great preacher.