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"Why, my dearly beloved William Philander, you don't mean to say that you have been delving through the shadowy nooks, and playing with the babbling brook, in that outfit?" "Oh, dear, no, Tom!" responded William Philander Tubbs. "I had another suit on, the one with the green stripe, don't you know, the one I had made last September or maybe it was in October, I can't really remember.

SYLVIA to OCTAVIO. I find, Octavio, this little gallantry of yours, of shewing me the lover, stands you in very great stead, and serves you upon all occasions for abundance of uses; amongst the rest, it is no small obligation you have to it, for furnishing you with handsome pretences to keep from those who importune you, and from giving them that satisfaction by your counsel and conversation, which possibly the unfortunate may have need of sometimes; and when you are pressed and obliged to render me the friendship of your visits, this necessary ready love of yours is the only evasion you have for the answering a thousand little questions I ask you of Philander; whose heart I am afraid you know much better than Sylvia does.

We were again called out on the 29th and were stationed so as to command the situation. This time a gallows was erected on Davis street, between Sacramento and Commercial. Another man, Philander Brace by name, was also to be hanged at the same time, and at about 5:30 in the afternoon of July 29th they were both conveyed in carriages, strongly guarded, to the execution grounds.

I dare not, Sir, experience yours I pray. Fal. Alas, alas, I fear we are both rank Cowards. Lab. Rise, Sir, 'tis gone. Fal. This was worse than the fright Alcander put Me into by much. SCENE IX. Philander's Apartments. Enter Philander and Cleontius. Phi. I know he's fled to the Camp, For there he only can secure himself. Cle. I do not think it, Sir.

But my dream becomes the product of a Frankenstein. She the hallucination is more real to my senses than am I. And I can no longer control her. My senses are unfaithful to me. They philander clownishly with this mirage of my thought. Then what is there left? I. This grim figure stumbling with his head down through a storm of denouements.

"Forward with him!" was the heartless reply, and he was pushed on until he suddenly found himself in water up to his ankles. "Stop! stop!" he cried, in a muffled voice. "Stop! I don't want to drown!" "Will you obey your superiors?" "Yes, yes anything!" "Will you join the Order of Black Skulls?" "Anything, I told you, only don't let me drown!" cried the frightened William Philander.

She was chagrin at every thing, if but displeased with one thing; and while she gave torments to others, she failed not to feel them the most sensibly herself; so that still searching for new occasion of quarrel with Philander, she drew on herself most intolerable pains, such as doubting lovers feel after long hopes and confirmed joy; she reads and weeps, and when she came to that part of it that inquired of the health and being of the pledge of love she grew so tender that she was almost fainting in her chair, but recovering from the soft reflection, and finding she had said nothing of it already, she took her pen again and writ.

Oh damn that thought, what makes it torturing me, let me change it for those of Philander, the advantage will be as great as bartering hell for heaven; haste then, Philander: but what need I bid thee, love will lend thee his wings; thou who commandest all his artillery, put them on, and fly to thy languishing Oh I faint with the dear thought of thy approach. To the Charming SYLVIA.

That you abandon'd her was just, she was not worth retaining in your heart, nor could be worth defending with your sword: but grant her false; oh Philander! How does her perfidy entitle you to me?

"I had no time or inclination to philander." "Perhaps you had a grand passion." Soames looked at her intently. "Yes if you want to know and much good it did me." He moved away, along by the hot-water pipes. Fleur tiptoed silently after him. "Tell me about it, Father!" Soames became very still. "What should you want to know about such things, at your age?" "Is she alive?" He nodded. "And married?"