“I cannot conceive,” I said, “what danger you might run on account of my being a patrician.”
“My darling, I cannot speak to you openly, unless you give me your word to do what I am going to ask you.”
“How could I hesitate, my love, in doing anything to please you, provided my honour is not implicated? Have we not now everything in common? Speak, idol of my heart, tell me your reasons, and rely upon my love; it is the guarantee of my ready compliance in everything that can give you pleasure.”
“Very well. I want you to give a supper in your casino to me and my friend, who is dying to make your acquaintance.”
“And I foresee that after supper you will leave me to go with him.”
“You must feel that propriety compels me to do so.”
“Your friend already knows, I suppose, who I am?”
“I thought it was right to tell him, because if I had not told him he could not have entertained the hope of supping with you, and especially at your house.”
“I understand. I guess your friend is one of the foreign ambassadors.”
“Precisely.”