"What! In my coffin! Do you speak of coffins to me ?" "Of course I do.

Why, you've one leg in your coffin already, and banquets, parties, and peasant-girls are dragging the other one in too, and thus all will be mine, and I shan't owe you a thank you, for it." "Hie! my coachman!" thundered old Karpathy, springing from his chair, and at that moment his face wore an almost heroic expression, "get ready my conveyance.

We'll depart--depart this instant.

Let nobody breathe the air of this room any longer." Abellino laughed aloud at the old fellow's impotent rage.
"Come, come, don't be so furious," he said.

"Why echauffer yourself?
You only give the apoplexy a quicker chance.