Show me the man who's superior to _that_, and I'll show you a man who's either above or below the level of human nature.

Whatever he may be, I don't envy him.
To-morrow morning I shall be an ordinary citizen in a frock-coat and a tall hat.

To-night I'm a king, a god.

What other artist can say as much ?" So saying, Sardanapalus puffed up his cigar and swallowed another half-glass of liquor.

The pungent smoke made Austin cough and blink.
"It must indeed be an exciting life," he ventured; "quite delirious, to judge from what you say." "It requires a cool head," replied Sardanapalus, with a stoical shrug.
"Ah! there's the bell," he added, as a loud ting was heard outside.
"The curtain's going up.