Well, doubtless, when the hour strikes, we must all guttle and protube.

“Here you will find no guttling or gormandising, no turtle or nightingales’ tongues,” said the extravagant, whose name, by the way, was Dalmahoy.

Miss Biddy and her vanities, Master Bob and his guttling, the eminent turncoat Phil Fudge, Esq. himself and his politics, are all excellent.