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MARGARET (MARGARET _on_ FAUST'S _arm_. MARTHA _and_ MEPHISTOPHELES _walking up and down_. ): I feel, the gentleman allows for me, Demeans himself, and shames me by it; A traveller is so used to be Kindly content with any diet. I know too well that my poor gossip can Ne'er entertain such an experienced man.
FAUST: A look from thee, a word, more entertains Than all the lore of wisest brains. (_He kisses her hand_.)