And for a man of wit this is usually possible, he said.

It is a kind of wit I can do without.

And his lack of wit to see what she saw.

In that way it is also a work of great wit.

The word in question (so the story goes) was not without a kind of wit.

But I am quite willing to believe that he has a deal of wit.

He was always funny and had a lot of wit.

She was gone before he could find any part of his wits.

Yet long enough for me to get some of my wits back.

It'll just be a question of your wits and nothing else.