LIX
“Who art thou, there in the mire?”
“Intuition. I leaped all the way from where thou standest in fear on the brink of the bog.”
“A great feat, madam; accept the admiration of Reason, sometimes known as Dry-foot.”
LIX
“Who art thou, there in the mire?”
“Intuition. I leaped all the way from where thou standest in fear on the brink of the bog.”
“A great feat, madam; accept the admiration of Reason, sometimes known as Dry-foot.”