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Are we to go out with trumpets and tell everything we know, just because it is true? Is there not such a thing as egotistical truthfulness?

Constance Fenimore Woolson (1960). “Anne: A Novel”, p.170, Library of Alexandria
Are we to go out with trumpets and tell everything we know, just because it is true? Is there not such a thing as egotistical truthfulness?