“To be sure, Madam, he is in the wrong,” replied the nuns: “people ought not to put themselves into such passions for trifles!⁠—How! your Toy has spoke. Pray does it speak still? How charm’d we should be to hear it! It must certainly express itself with wit and a good grace.” They were gratified: for the Sultan turn’d his ring on the poor recluse, and her Toy thank’d them for their civilities; protesting to them at the same time, that how pleased soever it was with their company, that of a Bramin would suit it better.