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It was a whiff eloquent, though cynical, a whiff peculiar to your philosophical smoker, a whiff that implied the most absolute but the most placid incredulity as to the effect of the parson's moral lesson. "Still you have not given us your decision," said the parson, after a pause. The doctor withdrew the pipe. "Cospetto!" said he, "he who scrubs the head of an ass wastes his soap."
"Yet, if that rascal had played false, all these precautions were lost. /Cospetto!/ you were not wise," said the prudent philosopher. "Very likely not. You would have been so wise, that by this time your daughter would have been lost to you forever." "But why not employ the police?"
"Diavolo!" exclaimed the old artist, standing with his head on one side, "you have power; yes, cospetto! you have power, it is the face of an angel!" "It is the face of the Lady Maude Loring!" cried Ford, even more astonished. "Why, on my faith, it is not unlike her!" said Alleyne, in some confusion. "Ah! a portrait! So much the better.
What, in your judgment, c an induce a Frenchman to appear before our town in so menacing a manner?" "Cospetto! you might as well ask me, Signore, what induces these republicans to do a thousand other out-of-the-way things. What has made them behead Louis XVI? What has made them overrun half of your Italy, conquer Egypt, and drive the Austrians back upon their Danube?"
As Glyndon entered the carriage and drew up the glass, he saw four men standing apart by the pavement, who seemed to eye him with attention. "Cospetto!" cried one; "ecco Inglese!" Glyndon imperfectly heard the exclamation as the carriage drove on. He reached home in safety. "Have you discovered who he is?" asked the actress, as she was now alone in the carriage with Gionetta.
Cospetto!" quoth the doctor, "it is more than two thousand years ago since poor Plato began to level it, and the mountain is as high as ever!" Thus saying, Riccabocca came to the end of his pipe, and stalking thoughtfully away, he left Leonard Fairfield trying to extract light from the smoke.
And now that our wit is spent, we will quit thee, friend Stefano, for some other less skilful in answers." "Cospetto! thou knowest not what thou sayest," whispered Gino, when he found that the wary Annina was not disposed to remain. "The man never enters the meanest creek in Italy, without having something useful secreted in the felucca on his own account.
There is little in my face to pay you for the trouble of casting a glance at it. I would as lief do as others in this gay season, if it be equally agreeable to you." "Do as thou wilt; but I pray thee to give me the same permission." "There are few so bold as to dispute thy pleasure, Signore." "It is, to be alone." "Cospetto!
I would not have these noble ladies know, that one like Annina is to be their fellow-passenger, while they are near the port; for they might complain of disrespect. Thou understandest, Stefano?" "Cospetto! am I a fool? a blunderer? if so, why does the Senate employ me? the girl is out of hearing, and there let her stay.
Why will you not tell us what you want, and let us ask for it in the language of the country? It would save us a great deal of the humiliation your reprehensible ignorance causes us. I will address this person in his mother tongue: 'Here, cospetto! corpo di Bacco! Sacramento! Solferino! Soap, you son of a gun! Dan, if you would let us talk for you, you would never expose your ignorant vulgarity."
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