I shall never have courage to look into the beast's jaws again." "Rot! You're not going to ruin the show, are you, and after all the money I've put into it?
If you have no care for yourself, it's your duty to think about me.

You can at least try.

I tell you you must try! Here, take a sip of brandy, and see if that won't put a bit of courage into you.

Hello!" as a burst of applause and the thud of a horse's hoofs down the passage to the stables came rolling in, "there's your wife's turn over at last; and there--listen! the ringmaster is announcing yours.

Get up, man; get up and go out." "I can't, senor--I can't! I can't!" "But I tell you you must." And just here an interruption came.
"Bad advice, my dear captain," said a voice--Cleek's voice--from the other end of the tent; and with a twist and a snarl the "senor" screwed round on his heel in time to see that other intruders were putting in an appearance as well as this unwelcome one.
"Who the deuce asked you for your opinion ?" rapped out the "senor" savagely.