human
Excellent, my dear friend! This Zicci is another Apollonius of Tyana, --nothing less will satisfy you. What! is it possible that you are the Clarence Glyndon of whose career such glowing hopes are entertained,-- you the man whose genius has been extolled by all the graybeards? Not a boy turned out from a village school but would laugh you to scorn. And so because Signor Zicci tells you that you will be a marvellously great man if you revolt all your friends and blight all your prospects by marrying a Neapolitan actress, you begin already to think of-- By Jupiter! I cannot talk patiently on the subject. Let the girl alone,--that would be the proper plan; or else--
gpt
You talk very sensibly, interrupted Glyndon,
human
That is certainly the best way to forget her,