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.