began to move about the cavern, extinguishing the torches
MR. HENBANE. How, sir? my invaluable, and, in the present state of human knowledge, infallible poison?
REV. DR. FOLLIOTT. Let the frogs have all the advantage of it.
MR. CROTCHET. Consider, Doctor, the fish might participate. Think of the salmon.
REV DR. FOLLIOTT. Then let the owner's right-hand neighbour swallow it.
MR. EAVESDROP. Me, sir! What have I done, sir, that I am to be poisoned, sir?
REV. DR. FOLLIOTT. Sir, you have published a character of your facetious friend, the Reverend Doctor F., wherein you have sketched off me; me, sir, even to my nose and wig. What business have the public with my nose and wig?
MR. EAVESDROP. Sir, it is all good-humoured; all in bonhomie: all friendly and complimentary.
REV. DR. FOLLIOTT. Sir, the bottle, la Dive Bouteille, is a recondite oracle, which makes an Eleusinian temple of the circle in which it moves. He who reveals its mysteries must die. Therefore, let the dose be administered. Fiat experimentum in anima vili.
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