“Five or six thousand,” replied the abbe.

“Indeed! that is a great number,” said Candide, “but how many good ones may there be?”

“About fifteen or sixteen.”

“Oh! that is a great number,” said Martin.

Candide was greatly taken with an actress, who performed the part of Queen Elizabeth in a dull kind of tragedy that is played sometimes.

“That actress,” said he to Martin, “pleases me greatly; she has some sort of resemblance to Miss Cunegund. I should be very glad to pay my respects to her.”

The abbe of Perigord offered his service to introduce him to her at her own