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Or were they burnt for failing to cure the emperor? which would not have been fair, seeing that he would not give their proposal a trial. The buffo explained that they knew this was to be their last chance, and that if they did not cure him in two hours they were to be burnt with the Christians.

He took off his coat and threw it away, then unbuttoned his trousers and took them off, threw them away and went on dancing in his shirt. "He is a very common man," said the buffo apologetically; "a fellow of no education." This constant introduction of Pasquino must not be taken as involving any anachronism. Pasquino is like Love, he is not Time's fool.

He's a reg'lar baby about sech things an' whines like a sick pup ef he's overlooked in the slightest. Thar now, you Buffo! lawks a mussy, dearie, he's got yuh hand all slobbered up you hont yuah hole! It don't do to giv' 'em too much rope. Ef yuh do they's suah ter run on it an' thar's trouble all raound.

"Ha! mean ye that Sir Gottfried is a LEG?" cried Sir Karl, knitting his brows. "Now, by my blessed patron, Saint Buffo of Bonn, had any other but Ludwig of Hombourg so said, I would have cloven him from skull to chine." "By Saint Bugo of Katzenellenbogen, I will prove my words on Sir Gottfried's body not on thine, old brother-in-arms. And to do the knave justice, he is a good lance.

Rocco's music in the opera of Camilla had been sprung from a fresh Italian well; neither the elegiac-melodious, nor the sensuous-lyrical, nor the joyous buffo; it was severe as an old masterpiece, with veins of buoyant liveliness threading it, and with sufficient distinctness of melody to enrapture those who like to suck the sugarplums of sound.

Salvatore Urso would play the flute and accompany Camilla on the piano. Her mother could sing. That would make three performers, and with two pieces for each they could give quite a programme. To make a variety they should have one more singer. So they hired a gentleman to join their Company and sing buffo and other songs. Aunt Caroline would stay in Paris with the boys.

The party was by way of being musical that is to say, a famous pianist had been engaged to let off a lot of rockets from his finger-tips, and a buffo singer from the opera roared out his "Figaro la, Figaro qu

As she laid her hand in his at parting her eyes were full of wistful entreaty: "Be good to Buffo and my roan, and very, very good to yourself! I am coming back in the spring and so will say auf wiedersehen, not good-by. You will write me occasionally? It will be manna to me until I can get back to 'God's country' again!" His face brightened approvingly; "I like that!

In some respects the master of the C Bar was as unimaginative and simple-minded as a new-born baby. "Don't yuh worrit none about thundeh-strikes," interjected Abbie with crisp assurance, entering the room in pursuit of the too-intrusive Buffo, who every evening persisted in joining the family circle.

Exhibitors of Punch, buffo singers with guitars, reciters of poetry, reciters of stories, a row of cheap exhibitions with clowns and showmen, drums, and trumpets, painted cloths representing the wonders within, and admiring crowds assembled without, assist the whirl and bustle.

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