For the record, for Grice, Witters sells tobacco:
Grice:
"I go to my regular tobacconist (from whom I also purchase other goods) for a
pack of my regular brand X, the price of which is distinctive: 43 cents. I say
nothing, but put down 43 cents."
"The tobacconist recognises my need and hands over the pack."
"By putting down 43 cents, I mean something; namely, that I want a pack of
brand X."
"The tobacconist recognises, and he is intended to recognise, what he is
intended to do from my utterance (my putting down the money)."
Grice said that Anscombe never attended a Saturday morning meeting with Grice's
Play Group.
Else I can imagine her ask, alla Witters:
"How does the tobacconist *know* this?"
And a long boring excursus (on the implicatures of tobacco), by Austin, would
have ensued.
Or not, of course.
Cheers
Speranza
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