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At the entrance of the Candle, Charmante slipt from Cinthio into the Closet. Cinthio gropes to find him; when Mopsophil and Elaria, hearing a great Noise, enter with a Light. Cinthio finding he was discovered falls to acting a Mad-man, Scaramouch helps up the Doctor, and bows. Ha, a Man, and in my House, Oh dire Misfortune! Who are you, Sir? Cin.

"Whatcher chuckin' things at me fer?" he demanded, descending from the fence and approaching Pee-wee with a terrible look of menace. He had been careful, however, to pick the jawbreaker up and put it in his mouth. "Didn't you say you wanted one?" Pee-wee asked. "Didn't you just put it in your mouth?" "Never you mind wot I done," said Keekie Joe. "D'yer think yer cin sass me?"

Your Dancers have performed well, but 'twere fit we knew who we have trusted with this Evening's Intrigue. Cin. Those, Madam, who are to assist us in carrying on a greater Intrigue, the gaining of you. They are our Kinsmen. Ela. Then they are doubly welcome. Cin. Hark, what Noise is that? sure 'tis in the next Room. Scar.

It is for the suppression, imprisonment or banishment of such men as Hutton and the American bone-setter, Sweet, that American legislatures are besieged by medical monopolists. It is not long since that the gifted Italian woman, Rosa del Cin, was driven back to Italy by medical hostility in New York. No medical college allows its students to learn the healing power of gifted individuals.

Here, here, fear nothing, hold by each other, that when I go out, all may go; that is, slip out, when you hear the Doctor is come in again, which he will certainly do, and all depart to your respective Lodgings. Cin. And leave thee to bear the Brunt? Scar. Take you no care for that, I'll put it into my Bill of Charges, and be paid all together. Enter the Doctor with Pistols, and Peter. Doct.

I doubt you are mistaken in that, Sir, for 'twas I was the Spark that writ the proper Stuff To do you service. Char. Thou! Scar. Ay, we that spend our Lives and Fortunes here to serve you, to be us'd like Pimps and Scoundrels. Come, Sir, satisfy him who 'twas was hid i'th' Closet, when he came in and found you. Cin. Ha, is't possible? Was it Charmante? Char. Was it you, Cinthio?

Men call me Gog Magog, the Spirit of Power; My Right-hand Riches holds, my Left-hand Honour. Is there a City Wife wou'd be a Lady? Bring her to me, Her easy Cuckold shall be dubb'd a Knight. Ela. Oh Heavens! a Mad-man, Sir. Cin. A rich Mechanick that wou'd be an Alderman? Bring 'em to me, And I'll convert that Coxcomb, and that Blockhead, into Your Honour and Right-Worshipful. Doct.

Nay, he shall e'en remain as Heaven made him for me, since there are Men enough for all uses. Enter Charmante and Cinthio, dress'd in their Gothic Habits, Scaramouch, Harlequin and Musick. Charmante and Cinthio kneel. Cin. Can you forgive us? Bell. That, Cinthio, you're convinc'd, I do not wonder; but how Charmante is inspir'd, I know not. Char. Let it suffice, I'm satisfy'd, my Bellemante. Ela.

He felt that he could not face Townsend Ripley after breaking the promise he had made him not to go in swimming. Poor Keekie Joe, his eyes were so full of mud that he could not see the glory of that broken promise! "Yez cin all go ter school," he said. Then, with as much fear and stealth as if he were running away from the police he crept into the water again and started for shore.

"What shall I tell you? Aladdin? Puss in Boots? Cin " "Soogar Wiver" interrupted Tot, promptly. "Soogar Wiver? Why, what a little pitcher for ears! What do you know about Soogar Wiver?" "Oo said," said Tot, with decision, "that oo went fisin' in Soogar Wiver." "Why, so I did," said the boy, reflectively. "Is it vewy sweet?" asked Tot.