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"They have given us a quid pro quo at all events." "Have they?" cried Punch eagerly. "Take care of it then. I have often longed for a bit when I felt so horribly hungry. Old O'Grady told me over and over again that a chew of 'bacco is splendid when you ain't got nothing to eat; so we will just try."
"Where, in the loftiest houses of Europe, find a husband worthy of such a prize?" "You forget that I am still an exile, she still dowerless. You forget that I am pursued by Peschiera; that I would rather see her a beggar's wife than -Pah, the very thought maddens me, it is so foul. /Corpo di Bacco!/ I have been glad to find her a husband already." "Already! Then that young man spoke truly?"
"Corpo di Bacco, my champion! who ever thought of meeting thee thou holy saint! By the eyebrow of Venus, my spirit rejoiceth!" exclaimed St. Anthony, whose peculiar affectation was an adoption in English of the Italian oaths. "This is the sweetest spot, St. Anthony, that we have found since we left Paradiso; that is, St. George, in the vulgar, since we quitted Italia. 'Italia!
The man grunted, said a few words to his fellows, and they all trooped forward and squatted on the deck. "Beg pardon, sir," growled Bostock; "give 'em some 'bacco; there's plenty." "All right," said their leader; "give 'em plenty of 'bacco. That'll keep 'em quiet for the night. Only I say, just a word of advice. Don't try to play no tricks, for they're about as nasty as a bag o' snakes.
Do you not know that this lugger was the notorious French privateer, le Feu-Follet?" "I know they say so now, Signori; but the vice-governatore and I supposed her to be ze Ving-y-Ving." "And do you not know that the prisoner is actually Raoul Yvard; of your own knowledge, I mean?" "Corpo di Bacco!
Corpo di Bacco! what that means thou knowest well. Sometimes a little gets to the poor. Sometimes But in this country it is not so. He leaves to a society. There are many. And they pay the women, and sometimes the men, to give away the money " "Santo Cristo," gasped Luigi, "they pay to give away the money?" "For them it is a job like any other.
Why will you not tell us what you want, and let us ask for it in the language of the country? It would save us a great deal of the humiliation your reprehensible ignorance causes us. I will address this person in his mother tongue: 'Here, cospetto! corpo di Bacco! Sacramento! Solferino! Soap, you son of a gun! Dan, if you would let us talk for you, you would never expose your ignorant vulgarity."
Yow mark my words: it's sperrits, that's what it is; and it's because o' that theer dreern; but they needn't shute at me, for I don't want dreern made." "Going over to town to see the doctor, John?" said Dick. "Nay, lad, not I. It's only a hole in my arm. There arn't nowt the matter wi' me. I've tied it oop wi' some wet 'bacco, and it'll all grow oop again, same as a cooten finger do."
I request that, in my presence, you speak with becoming respect of this holy man." "Per Bacco!" exclaimed the cavaliere, advancing from where he had been standing behind the marchesa's chair, and patting Baldassare patronizingly on the shoulder, "I never heard you talk so much before at one time, Baldassare. Now, you had better have held your tongue, and listened to Count Marescotti.
"Per Bacco!" said he, "are you a Venetian or a Castilian husband?" "Eh!" replied Bergenheim, "I suppose that without being either, I should kill my wife, the other man, and then myself, without even crying, 'Beware! Here! Brichou! pay attention; Tambeau is separated from the rest."
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