How gloomy and grand it loomed! "Ah!" thought he, "if I could but conquer you; and why not?
All history shows that nothing is unconquerable except perseverance.

Hannibal conquered the Alps, and I'll conquer you," cried Triplet, firmly.

"Yes, this visit is not lost; here I register a vow: I will force my way into that mountain of masonry, or perish in the attempt." Triplet's most unpremeditated thoughts and actions often savored ridiculously of the sublime.

Then and there, gazing with folded arms on this fortress of Thespis, the polytechnic man organized his first assault.

The next evening he made it.
Five months previously he had sent the manager three great, large tragedies.