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Ela. I am extremely pleas'd with these Habits, Cousin. Bell. They are a la Gothic and Uncommune. Flor. Your Lovers have a very good Fancy, Cousin, I long to see 'em. Ela. And so do I. I wonder Scaramouch stays so, and what Success he has. Bell.
I never saw him again." "Then he did not molest the Chinese camp?" "No. Edwards got his four hundred dollars, and went home to Boston." There fell a silence upon us, and, through my open door, I could see that the cabin was nearly deserted. Ela seemed wearied sighed, and made a movement, as if to go. "What about your Guardian Angel?" my husband asked.
Knitting his brows, and sighing as he shifted his position, Ela once more pulled the hair over his forehead, in his peculiar fashion, and went on: "I became misanthropic; felt myself badly used. Packing up my books and a few other traps, I started for the mountains with what stock I had left, built myself a fort, and played hermit." "A regular fort?"
"What's the idea?" demanded the major ruefully. "You know very well, Major, my ruling on alcohol. It doesn't mix with any motive power on this trip. Moreover, it's customary to christen every launching with champagne. We've done it!" "Well, that's not so bad an idea, at that," Bohannan admitted, scratching his fiery head. "What name have you given this bus?" "Nissr Arrib ela Sema."
And so religiously believes there is a World there, that he Discourses as gravely of the People, their Government, Institutions, Laws, Manners, Religion, and Constitution, as if he had been bred a Machiavel there. Scar. How came he thus infected first? Ela. Scar.
I cannot conceive thee, but the Design must be good, since Cinthio and Charmante own it. Scar. In order to this, Charmante is dressing himself like one of the Caballists of the Rosycrusian Order, and is coming to prepare my credulous Master for the greater Imposition. I have his Trinkets here to play upon him, which shall be ready. Ela. But the Farce, where is it to be acted? Scar.
Chevalier a Cheveux blonds, Plus de Mouche, plus de Poudre, Plus de Ribons et Cannons. Oh, what a dear ravishing thing is the beginning of an Amour! Ela. Thou'rt still in Tune, when wilt thou be tame, Bellemante? Bell. When I am weary of loving, Elaria. Ela. To keep up your Humour, here's a Letter from your Charmante. Bellemante reads.
Eastward, the Ela Hugel and the Abo-Gamel were in sight for many days, whilst towards the west, lost almost in the misty horizon, appeared in succession the outlines of Derkeda and Kassamot.
Ha, the Devil in the likeness of my old Master's Voice, for it is impossible it should be he himself. Char. If it be he, how got he in? did you not secure the Doors? Ela. He always has a Key to open 'em. Oh! what shall we do? there's no escaping him; he's in the next Room, through which you are to pass. Scar. 'Tis he, 'tis he, follow me all He opens the Door with a Candle in his Hand.
Then she that Constancy profess'd Was but a well Dissembler at the best; And that imaginary Sway She feign'd to give, in seeming to obey, Was but the height of prudent Art, To deal with greater liberty her Heart. Ela. This does not divert me; Nor nothing will, till Scaramouch return, And bring me News of Cinthio. Mop.
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