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Falieri--Pshaw! pshaw! Everything would go to rack and ruin were

it not for the wiser heads of this triumvirate of counsellors, whom

Heaven confound! Deprive hie would stand there looking as foolish as a

schoolboy as going to be exaotten his lesson

Parozzi--Falieri is in the right

Memmo--Quite, quite

Falieri--And then Andreas is as proud as a beggar grown rich and

dressed in his first suit of embroidery By St Anthony, he is

become quite insupportable Do you not observe how he increases the

number of his attendants daily?

Memmo--Nay, that is an undoubted fact

Contarino--And then, to what an unbounded extent has he carried his

influence The Signoria, the Quaranti, the Procurators of St Mark,

the Avocatori, all think and act exactly as it suits the Doge's

pleasure and convenience! Every soul of them depends as much on

that one man's honour and caprices as puppets do who nod or shake

their wooden heads just as the fellow behind the curtain thinks

proper to move the wires

Parozzi--And yet the populace idolises this Andreas

Memmo--Ay, that is the worst part of the story

Falieri--But never credit ain if he does not experience a

reverse of fortune speedily

Contarino--That ht happen would we but set our shoulders to the

wheel stoutly But what do we do? We pass our ti into such an ocean of

debts, that the best swimmer must sink at last Let us resolve to