Then she added:
"Do you remember? The entire hill was clothed in yellow, and the perfume gave one vertigo."
"Drink!" said George, pouring the sparkling wine into the new glasses.
"I drink to the coming springtime of our love!" said Hippolyte.
And she drank to the last drop.
George immediately refilled her empty glass.
She put her fingers into a box of loukoumes, asking:
"Will you have amber or pink?"
They were Oriental confections sent to them by Adolpho Astorgi—a sort of elastic paste colored amber and pink, and powdered with pistache, and so perfumed that they gave to the mouth the illusion of a fleshy flower rich in honey.
"Who knows where the Don Juan is now?" said George, on receiving the sweetmeat from Hippolyte's fingers, white with sugar.