“Yes, my dear; come, let me in quickly.”
“What for?”
“Parbleu! I’ll tell you in a minute. Open the door.”
“Oh! I can’t!”
“You can’t! what does that mean? that’s decidedly new!”
“My aunt told me not to.”
“Your aunt doesn’t know what she says. As she has been a widow thirty-three years, perhaps she has forgotten that husbands and wives sleep together.”
“Oh, yes! I know that you will sleep with me finally; but she told me that modesty requires me to postpone the time as long as possible.”
“And I tell you that we must sleep together at once; modesty has nothing more to do with our love; hymen has its rights, and you must listen to it now; the pleasures it permits should not alarm your modesty.”
“I don’t understand all that.”