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Updated: June 9, 2025


"But you went to the theatre with him?" "Yes; that was why I went. He buys me nice presents, too. I wouldn't take them if I liked him." Presently, retiring to her own abode, Flamby picked up a copy of a daily paper and stared for a long time at two closely-printed columns headed, "Mr. Paul Mario's Challenge to the Churches."

Only, if you feel it necessary for your recovery to stay a little longer at Patrae, there is nothing I wish so much as for you to get well. If you sail at once, you will catch us at Leucas. But if you want to get well first, take care to secure pleasant companions, fine weather, and a good ship. Mind this, my good Tiro, if you love me let neither Mario's visit nor this letter hurry you.

Lablache, the King of Operatic Bassos. His Career as an Artist. His Wonderful Genius as Singer and Actor. Advent of Mario on the Stage. His Intimate Association with Mme. Grisi as Woman and Artist. Incidents of Mario's Life and Character as an Artist. Grisi's Long Hold on the Stage for more than a Quarter Century. Her American Tour. Final Retirement from her Profession.

He put on his vest and over it a sort of great-coat, slung his gun by its shoulder-belt, secured his pistols, and then taking from one of his trunks a large woolen cloak he wrapped Alix in it, and lifted her like a child of eight, while she crossed her little arms about his neck and rested her head on his bosom. Then he followed us into Mario's room, where his two associates were waiting.

"Because we are not firm in our spiritual faith. But many of us know and admit that. The point is, can you tell us why, and indicate a remedy?" Paul Mario's expression grew wrapt, and he stared out over the valley into a land which it is given to few ever to explore.

The gaoler used to shut the door in his face, and he narrated the result of his visit in the next day's paper! It was as Jessie Mario's friend then, that I first knew Garibaldi.

It would have asked a very skilful Hand, to have depicted to the Life the Faces of those Three Persons, at Don Mario's Appearance. He that has seen some admirable Piece of Transmutation by a Gorgon's Head, may form to himself the most probable Idea of the Prototype.

He volunteered almost cheerfully to drive Don to any spot which he might desire to visit, an offer which Don accepted in an equally cordial spirit. Depositing his valise at the Services Club in Stratford Place, his modest abode when on leave in London, Don directed the cabman to drive him to Paul Mario's house in Chelsea.

But I wrong you in asking it." The duke looked on in wonder, and could not conceal his surprise. But the count begged him to excuse his emotion. "Would you know the cause of it?" said he. "I am all curiosity." The count then related all-told him of Mario's love for Stella, of his own pride, of Mario's actions.

The truth must be told; the doctor was of a restless disposition, and liked his glass too well. He was a singer too, a fine amateur singer, with a voice equal to Mario's. That may partly account for his failure in securing a fortune. He was a favourite with all ladies included and so fond of good company, that he preferred the edge of the jovial board to the bed-side of a patient.

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