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"Three's company, you know, Sir, and two's immorality."
John Cowper Powys, A Glastonbury Romance, 1933 [Sam].

Hamish Imlach — Cod Liver Oil and Orange Juice
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=040VB06-s1k

"Choose an elegant room, and let it be dancing only with very worthy Madonnas and non-plebeians."
[Per sale signorile, e da esser sol dançati per degnissime Madonne et non plebeie. (Da Libro sull'arte del danzare)]
Antonio Cornazzano, Book on the art of dancing, in Luigi Calendoli, Universal History of Dance, Mondadori, 1985.

Varric: You just keep working on that, Daisy. Let us know if you figure it out.

"Promising moreover by his countenance to have underneath a good sized handle, says to herself, against her husband : 
"I wish this fellow to work at me, when thou burstest at it, jealous cuckold. For one evil, I will render thee six; since, 
thou pretendest to keep me locked up, and it is with difficulty, that I am allowed to see the birds flying in the air."
Antonio Cornazzano (1429-1484), Proverbs in Jest, Third Proverb, Why they say: Few Words to the Intelligent [a sign]. 

Isabela reveals Castillon ordered her locked up in the Hanged Man & placed under constant surveillance by a thief.

"Bedelia had come to the meeting because, as she said, she liked to mind her own business and this was certainly her business. 
"Rubbish!" she said. "Dragons can't tell the difference between princesses and anyone else. Use your common sense. He’s just 
asking for me because he’s a snob."
Jay Williams, The Practical Princess and other Liberating Fairy Tales, Parent's Magazine Press, 1978.

Sofia was quite willing to distract this thief, if sheltered in her room closet, while she nakedly frolicked on her bed.

One Direction — Drag Me Down 
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ph6EsbP3nG0

"Looksee!" cried Larry, "Looksee! Look at that girt cat!"
In truth, inspired by some occult contrariety, Rowena had actually jumped, at this agitating crisis, upon the lap of 
the Punch-and-Judy girl; and here she was curled up in her calmest and most inscrutable attitude, loudly purring. 
Larry Zed contemplated this scene, from behind his friend, in dumb amazement. The white-cheeked girl was bending 
over the cat now and stroking it; and it was borne in upon the mind of the boy how unaccountable both cats and women 
can be, in their ambiguous moves towards their desired ends. Suddenly the gipsy made a step forward towards the chair.
"'Twas . . the . . Hanged . . Man . . that . . were . . thik . . last . . card," she gasped out, in a low, solenm voice, as if the mere 
mention of this formidable symbol were a sacrilege. "And you knowed it were! Didn’t you hear her say, Larry, that there 
were other gallowses than what be in my cards? She were talking of thik wold Punch, and of his being hanged for Judy. 
Hanged for Judy!— when all the time it were the Hanged Man of me girt Egyptian cards what feil down . . . 'Tweren’t no 
mommet in no doll's-house theayter what feil down . . . 'twas the . . . Hanged . . . Man!"
John Cowper Powys, Weymouth Sands, Chapter 5 Lodmoor, 1934, p. 138.

Sofia likes to cleverly smuggle sexually overcharged images, through Bartrand, to whoever bought the lyrium idol.