If it had been possible to kill us we'd have died then and there." "That's all right," said Nero, with a significant shake of his head.

"As my friend Bacon makes Ingo say, 'Beware, my lord, of jealousy.' You never could play a garden hose, much less a fiddle." "What do you mean my attributing those words to Bacon ?" demanded Shakespeare, getting red in the face.
"Oh, come now, William," remonstrated Nero.

"It's all right to pull the wool over the eyes of the mortals.

That's what they're there for; but as for us--we're all in the secret here.

What's the use of putting on nonsense with us ?" "We'll see in a minute what the use is," retorted the Avonian.