I found my fair nun in bed, and asked her,
“How do you feel to-day, madam?”
“Say daughter, that name is so sweet to me that I would you were my father that I might clasp you in my arms without fearing anyone.”
“Well, my dear daughter, do not fear anything, but open your arms to me.”
“I will; we will embrace one another.”
“My little ones are prettier than they were yesterday let me suck them.”
“You silly papa, you are drinking your daughter’s milk.”
“It is so sweet, darling, and the little drop I tasted has made me feel so happy. You cannot be angry at my enjoying this harmless privilege.”
“Of course I am not angry; you delighted me. But I shall have to call you baby, not papa.”
“How glad I am to find you in better spirits to-night!”