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Oh, sage in theory, why are you such a simpleton in action?" Nothing moved by this taunt, Riceabocca rubbed his hands, and then stretched them comfortably over the fire. "My friend," said he, "the representation of my name would pass to my son." "But you have no son." "Hush!
Riceabocca sat gravely down on the bank, and thrust his feet through the apertures. "Nothing in it!" cried he, triumphantly, after a moment's deliberation. "The evil is only in idea. Such is the boasted reason of mortals!"
Brooding over Harley's words to him, he suspected there had been such communication, with his usual penetrating astuteness. Riceabocca, here, was less on his guard, and rather parried the sidelong questions than denied their inferences. Randal began already to surmise the truth. Where was it likely Violante should go but to the Lansmeres?
Possessing himself of this treasure, he soon expanded its friendly folds. And thus, doubly fortified within and without, under shade of the umbrella, and his pipe composedly between his lips, Dr. Riceabocca gazed on his own incarcerated legs, even with complacency.
Oh, sage in theory, why are you such a simpleton in action?" Nothing moved by this taunt, Riceabocca rubbed his hands, and then stretched them comfortably over the fire. "My friend," said he, "the representation of my name would pass to my son." "But you have no son." "Hush!
With that reflection, nevertheless, he was about to withdraw his feet from their voluntary dilemma, when the crazy stick suddenly gave way and the partition fell back into its clasp. Dr. Riceabocca was fairly caught, "Facilis descensus sed revocare gradum!" True, his hands were at liberty, but his legs were so long that, being thus fixed, they kept the hands from the rescue; and as Dr. Dr.
Riceabocca sat gravely down on the bank, and thrust his feet through the apertures. "Nothing in it!" cried he, triumphantly, after a moment's deliberation. "The evil is only in idea. Such is the boasted reason of mortals!"
Riceabocca fell into a train of musing so remote from time and place, that in a few minutes he no more remembered that he was in the parish stocks than a lover remembers that flesh is grass, a miser that mammon is perishable, a philosopher that wisdom is vanity. Dr. Riccabocca was in the clouds. When all was over, and the congregation stood up to let Mr.
Riceabocca fell into a train of musing so remote from time and place, that in a few minutes he no more remembered that he was in the parish stocks than a lover remembers that flesh is grass, a miser that mammon is perishable, a philosopher that wisdom is vanity. Dr. Riccabocca was in the clouds. When all was over, and the congregation stood up to let Mr.
Riceabocca was one of those men who never do things by halves. When I say he resigned himself, I mean not only Christian but philosophical resignation. The position was not quite so pleasant as, theoretically, he had deemed it; but he resolved to make himself as comfortable as he could.
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