"Oh, not so fast, Lucinda! My moralizing will not overtake you. You will fall, love!"
"I did not wish to make you wait any longer. Now we are here. And you came pretty fast yourself."
"And you are very obedient! But this is no time to quarrel."
"Be still! Be still!"
"See! Here is a soft, cosy place, with everything as it should be.
This time, if you do not—well, there will be no excuse for you."
"Will you not at least lower the curtain first?"
"You are right. The light will be much more charming so. How beautiful your skin shines in the red light! Why are you so cold, Lucinda?"
"Dearest, put the hyacinths further away, their odor sickens me."
"How solid and firm, how soft and smooth! That is harmonious development."
"Oh no, Julius! Please don't! I beg of you! I will not allow it!"