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“Oh, Westley, I didn’t mean that, I didn’t, I didn’t, not a single syllabub of it.”

Now Westley knew that she meant to say “not a single syllable of it,” because a syllabub was something you ate, with cream and wine mixed in together to form the base. But he also knew an apology when he heard one. So he held her very close, and shut his loving eyes, and only whispered, “I knew it was false, believe me, every single syllabub.”
― William Goldman