“Loose white.”
“I suppose, coiffé de sphinx avec un tortis de perles?”
Miss Sinquier shook her head.
“No ‘Juliet-cap’ of spurious pearls for me,” she said.
“You dare to abolish it?”
“I do.”
“You excite me.”
“Unless the bloom is off the peach, Juliet needs no nets.”
Miss Valer lowered discreetly her voice.
“And your Romeo?” she queried. “He must make love angelically?”