'chop her head off!'} exclaim the impetuous 'smother the old witch!' } hedzoff, the ardent smith, and 'pitch her into the river!'} the faithful jones.
but gruffanuff flung her arms round the archbishop's neck, and bellowed out, 'justice, justice, my lord chancellor!' so loudly, that her piercing shrieks caused everybody to pause.
as for rosalba, she was borne away lifeless by her ladies; and you may imagine the look of agony which giglio cast towards that lovely being, as his hope, his joy, his darling, his all in all, was thus removed, and in her place the horrid old gruffanuff rushed up to his side, and once more shrieked out, 'justice, justice!'
'won't you take that sum of money which glumboso hid?' says giglio; 'two hundred and eighteen thousand millions, or thereabouts.it's a handsome sum.'
'i will have that and you too!' says gruffanuff.
'let us throw the crown jewels into the bargain,' gasps out giglio.
'i will wear them by my giglio's side!' says gruffanuff.
'will half, three-quarters, five-sixths, nineteen-twentieths, of my kingdom do, countess?' asks the trembling monarch.
'what were all europe to me without you, my giglio?' cries gruff, kissing his hand.
'i won't, i can't, i shan't,--i'll resign the crown first,'
shouts giglio, tearing away his hand; but gruff clung to it.
'i have a competency, my love,' she says, 'and with thee and a cottage thy barbara will be happy.'
giglio was half mad with rage by this time.'i will not marry her,' says he.'oh, fairy, fairy, give me counsel?' and as he spoke he looked wildly round at the severe face of the fairy blackstick.