“I am here to attend on you, madam.”
So saying, I knelt on one knee before her, and slowly unplaced her boots while she continued writing. I went farther; I unbuckled her garters, delighting in the contemplation and still more in the touch of her delicately-shaped legs, but too soon for me she turned her head, and said,
“That will do, thank you. I did not notice that you were giving yourself so much trouble. We shall see you to-morrow evening.”
“Then you will sup here, ladies?”
“Certainly.”
I took her boots away, and asked if I should lock the door.
“No, my good fellow,” said she, in the voice of a syren, “leave the key inside.”
Le Duc took the charmer’s boots from me, and said, laughing,—
“She has caught you.”
“What?”