I am neither rich nor powerful; Zicci spends more in a week than I do in a year.

Nay, a Neapolitan banker told me that the sums invested by Zicci in his hands, were enough to purchase half the lands of the Neapolitan noblesse." "Grant this to be true: do you suppose the love to dazzle and mystify is not as strong with some natures as that of gold and power with others?
Zicci has a moral ostentation; and the same character that makes him rival kings in expenditure makes him not disdain to be wondered at even by a humble Englishman." Here the landlord, a little, fat, oily fellow, came up with a fresh bottle of lacryma.

He hoped their Excellencies were pleased.

He was most touched,--touched to the heart that they liked the macaroni.

Were their Excellencies going to Vesuvius?
There was a slight eruption; they could not see it where they were, but it was pretty, and would be prettier still after sunset.
"A capital idea," cried Merton.