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 CANTO XXXVIII.

the next district, which reeks with stifling odors, Mr. Hunt discovers "reckless talkers" eating their own words, which are served red hot on platters in the form of tarts.

Out of curiosity Mr. Hunt takes a bite of this Infernal food. For an instant he feels "as one ripped inwards, then sickened at sea."

He remains in an unconscious condition for a long time, but is aroused finally by a clap of thunder and again slowly resumes his journey.