 | John Bell - 1792 - 282 стор.
...compose yourself. [Exeunt. SCENE V. Enter BELCOUR, after peeping in at the Door. Bel. Not a soul, as Pm alive. Why, what an odd sort of a house is this! Confound...fairly given me the slip. A plague upon this London, I shall have no luck in it : such a crowd, and such a hurry, and such a number of shops, and one so... | |
 | John Bell - 1797 - 462 стор.
...chamber, and compose yourself. [Exeunt. SCENE V. Enter BELCOUR, after peeping in at the Door. Bel. Not a soul, as I'm alive. Why, what an odd sort of a house is thisl Confound the little jilt, she has fairly given me the slip. A plague upon this ' London, I shall... | |
 | 1804 - 552 стор.
...chamber and compose yourself. [Exeunt. SCENE III. Enter BELCOUR, after peeping in at the door. Bel. Not a soul, as I'm alive ! Why, what an odd sort of...fairly given me the slip. A plague upon this London, I shall have no luck in it: such a crowd, and such a hurry, and such a number of shops, and one so... | |
 | 1804 - 556 стор.
...chamber and compose yourself [Exeunt. SCENE III. Enter BELCOCR, after peeping in at the door. Bel. Not a soul, as I'm alive ! Why, what an odd sort of...fairly given me the slip. A plague upon this London, I shall have no luck in it : such a crowd, and such a hurry, and such a number of shops, and one so... | |
 | 1804 - 556 стор.
...chamber and compose yourself. [Eieunt. SCENE III. Enter BEBCOUR, after peeping in at the door. Sel. Not a soul, as I'm alive ! Why, what an odd sort of...the little jilt, she has fairly given me the slip. Л plague upon this London, 1 shall have no luck in it euch a crowd, and such a hurry, and such a number... | |
 | 1804 - 340 стор.
...yourself. (Exeunt. SCIKE V.— BKLCCUK enters, after peeping in at the door. Bel. Not a soul, as I'm live. Why, what an odd sort of a house is this ! Confound...little jilt, she has fairly given me the slip. A plague upoa this London, I shall have no luck in it : such a crowd, and such a hurry, and such a number of... | |
 | Mrs. Inchbald - 1808 - 424 стор.
...up to your chamber, and compose yourself. [Exeunt. Enter BELCOUR, after peeping in at the Door. Bel. Not a soul, as I'm alive. Why, what an odd sort of...fairly given me the slip. A plague upon this London, I shall have no luck in it : such a crowd, and such a hurry, and such a number of shops, and one so... | |
 | English comedy - 1810 - 282 стор.
...up to your chamber, and compose yourself. [Exeunt. Enter BELCOUR, after peeping in at the door. Bel. Not a soul, as I'm alive. Why, what an odd sort of...fairly given me the slip. A plague upon this London, I shall have no luck in it : such a crowd, and such a hurry, and such a number of shops, and one so... | |
 | 1810 - 542 стор.
...up to your chamber, and compose yourself. [Exeunt. Enter BELCOUR, after peeping in at the door. Bel. Not a soul, as I'm alive. Why, what an odd sort of...fairly given me the slip. A plague upon this London, I shall have no luck in it : such a crowd, and such a hurry, and such a number of shops, and one so... | |
 | Thomas Dibdin - 1815 - 502 стор.
...up to your chamber, and compose yourself. [Exeunt. Enter BELCOUR, after peeping in at the Door. Bel. Not a soul, as I'm alive. Why, what an odd sort of...fairly given me the slip. A plague upon this London, I shall have no luck in it : such a crowd, and such a hurry, and such a number of shops, and one so... | |
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I shall have no luck in it : such a crowd, and such a hurry, and such a number of shops, and one so like the other, that whether the wench turned into this house or the next, or whether she went up stairs or down... 
