“Then I am satisfied.”
“But you will have to share my bed.”
“If I shall not inconvenience you, I agree with all my heart.”
“You shall see whether you inconvenience me or not. Undress, quick! But where are your things?”
“All that I have is in a small trunk behind the count’s carriage, but I don’t trouble myself about it.”
“The poor count must be raging at this very moment.”
“No, for he will not come home till midnight. He is supping with Madame Bissolotti, who is in love with him.”
In the meantime Leuzica had undressed and got into bed. In a moment I was beside her, and after the severe regimen of the last eight months I spent a delicious night in her arms, for of late my pleasures had been few.
Leuzica was a perfect beauty, and worthy to be a king’s mistress; and if I had been rich I would have set up a household that I might retain her in my service.
We did not awake till seven o’clock. She got up, and on looking out of the window saw Strasoldo’s carriage waiting at the door.