“I protest, ladies, ’tis but two sixpences for a shilling.”

“I must own they are neatly made, but ten ducats are a great deal of money.”

“I’ll abate nothing.”

“We will go to Eolipila’s.”

“You may, ladies: but there are workmen and workmen, muzzles and muzzles.” Frenicol held firm, and Zelida came to. She paid for the two muzzles, and the Toyman went back, fully persuaded that they would be too little for them, and would soon be returned on his hands for a fourth part of the price he received for them. He was mistaken. Mangogul not happening to come within reach of turning his ring on those two women, their Toys were not seized with the humor of talking louder than ordinary; and happily for them: for Zelida having tried her muzzle, found it too little by one half. However, she did not part with it, fancying that it would be pretty near as inconvenient to change it, as not to make use of it at all.