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Emilie and Armelline were great friends, but their prejudices on the subject of sensual enjoyment were so strong that I could never get them to listen to licentious talk, to allow certain small liberties which I would gladly have taken, or to afford me those pleasures of the eyes that we accept in default of better things.
As soon as I appeared at the grating the superioress was sent for, and we had an interview. The princess had given her fifty crowns, which she was going to lay out on linen for Armelline and Emilie. The recluses were stupefied when I told them that the fat priest was Cardinal Bernis, as they had an idea that a cardinal can never doff the purple.
In short, she did her best to shew Armelline that with my love she had no reason to be sad. Armelline dared not disclose the true cause of her sadness. The fact was, that she wanted to get married, and the handsome Florentine was the man to her liking. Our supper came to an end, and still Armelline was gloomy.
"I pity you, and see the wisdom of your course; but allow me to tell you that, esteeming Armelline, you have no right to lay her open to a judgment being passed upon her which is very far from the truth." "And what judgment is that?" "That your love was only a whim, and that as soon as it was satisfied you abandoned her." "I am sorry indeed to hear of this, but what can I do?
In spite of the strangeness of my request they merely exchanged glances and got ready to go. Not knowing what better excuse to give I told them I did not want the princess's carriage to be noticed as everyone left the theatre, and that I would bring them again to the theatre the following day. I would not let Armelline put her head inside the Marchioness d'Aout's box, and so we went out.
Armelline and Emilie had both beautiful breasts, and knew it; they were therefore astonished at my indifference, perhaps thought that I had never seen a fine breast. As a matter of fact a fine figure is much more scarce at Rome than a pretty face.
We sat down, and I taught my guests how to suck up the oysters, which swam in their own liquid, and were very good. Armelline swallowed half a dozen, and then observed to her friend that so delicate a morsel must be a sin. "Not on account of its delicacy," said Emilie, "but because at every mouthful we swallow half a Paul."
I told them to take off their men's clothes, and to dress themselves as women. I helped Scholastica to take off her coat and waistcoat, and then aided Armelline in a similar manner. When I brought them their chemises, Armelline told me to go and stand by the fire, and I did so.
Not to be outdone, the Duchess of Fiano told the superioress that she would make me the almoner of her bounty towards Armelline and Emilie. My expressions of gratitude to the princess when we were back in the carriage may be imagined. I had no need to excuse Armelline, for the princess and the cardinal had gauged her capacities.
Scholastica appeared to me to be as pure a virgin as Armelline, and I saw that I might do what I liked with her. But I would not abuse my liberty, not caring to confess how powerful an ally the punch had been. However, I did all in my power to give her pleasure without giving her the greatest pleasure of all.
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