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"Giove!" she cried, "Baccho! that insipidity, that puritan. And I who have kept you from every soil. She speak of other ways. Oh, it is too much!" Bice turned from the glass to address a look of surprise to her patroness. "Reassure yourself, Madama," she said. "What Milady said was this, that I might work if I willed, and escape from marrying that to marry was not everything.
Now, in Derry, there is none of this. After the great guns and, per Baccho! what great guns they are! you have nothing but the men engaged in commerce, sharp, clever, shrewd, well-informed fellows; they are deep in flax-seed, cunning in molasses, and not to be excelled in all that pertains to coffee, sassafras, cinnamon, gum, oakum, and elephants' teeth.
And since you accuse me of credulity, know that to my mind that Papess is full as mythological, born of froth, and every way unreal, as the goddess who passes for her in the next street, or as the saints you call St. Baccho and St. Quirina: or St. Oracte, which is a dunce-like corruption of Mount Soracte, or St.
We all knew him, but he has not been heard from since that terrible night which we both remember. Now this Cardi, well, he is imaginary. If he were flesh and blood the carabinieri would certainly have caught him there were enough of them. Per Baccho! You never saw the like of it. They were thicker than flies." "And yet they didn't catch Narcone, and he's real enough."
"Hear me out," cried she, eagerly, and evidently not heeding my interruption, "I determined if your affections were indeed" a flood of tears here broke forth, and drowned her words; her head sank between her hands, and she sobbed bitterly. "Corpo di Baccho!" said I to myself, "It is all over with me; the poor girl is evidently jealous, and her heart will break."
Corpo di Baccho! twelve bajocchi," he exclaimed, producing those copper coins with an air of profound disgust. "It is to be hoped he is worth more to his friends. Now, young man, trudge, and remember that the first sign you make of attempting to run away means four bullets through you."
"Christopher Colombo the great Christopher Colombo. Well, what did he do?" "Discover America! discover America, Oh, ze devil!" "Discover America. No that statement will hardly wash. We are just from America ourselves. We heard nothing about it. Christopher Colombo pleasant name is is he dead?" "Oh, corpo di Baccho! three hundred year!" "What did he die of?" "I do not know! I can not tell."
For to break away and show him a fair pair of heels across country would be impossible after an altercation with his school- fellow; it would be putting himself in too humiliating a position. So he walked on at a sharp pace, choking with suppressed passion. "Where he live, that fellow; where he live?" cried the Italian. "Per Baccho, I will have the police to him!
"Corpo di Baccho!" exclaimed the rider. "I shall sleep for a century." He stretched luxuriously and, unslinging a gun from his shoulder, leaned it against the wall. Blake was surprised to find it a late model of an American repeating rifle. "Francesca!" he called loudly. "Madonna mia, I am famished!" "Francesca was here a moment ago," Norvin volunteered. "In a frightful temper, too." "Just so!
"Per Baccho!" ejaculated Giaccomo between his set teeth, addressing the author of the mischief, and emphasising his remarks with a smart prod of the knife in the most fleshy part of that misguided individual's person, "I have a great mind to slash your throat open, and then launch you overboard as a breakfast to the sharks.
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