“So the auditor makes a boy of you?”
“Yes. My sister would have adored him, as that sort of love is her passion.”
“But your sister has such fine haunches.”
“So have I! Look here, feel me.”
“You are right; but wait a bit, it is too soon for that kind of thing yet.”
“We will be wanton after supper.”
“I think you are wanton now,” said the Lepi.
“Why?”
“Why? Ought you to shew your person like that?”
“My dear girl, you will be shewing yourself soon. When one is in good company, one is in the golden age.”