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Updated: June 24, 2025
"She is, I think, the equal to some of the greatest tragedienes," and when they told Esperance she said, "Is he still here?" looking towards the salon. "No, he did not wish to weary you. He only left this note:" "You were divine in Phedre, delightfully feminine in Barberine. No one is happier at your phenomenal success than your always devoted, Albert Styvens."
After this rapid dialogue we took breakfast, and then, perfectly agreed, we went to bed, rather as if we were about to sacrifice to Hymen than to love. The game was new to Barberine, and her transports, her green notions which she told me openly her inexperience, or rather her awkwardness, enchanted me.
I went to Barberine at an early hour, and as soon as she saw me she said, "My mother will not be back till the evening, and my brother will take his dinner at the school. Here is a fowl, a ham, some cheese, and two bottles of Scopolo wine. We will take our mess whenever you like:" "You astonish me, sweetheart, for how did you manage to get such a good dinner?"
The girl made no reply, but, as if she could not reach the fruit, she put her foot on a high branch, and spewed me the most seductive picture. I was in an ecstasy, and Barberine, who saw it, did not hurry herself. At last I helped her to come down, and letting my hand wander indiscreetly, I asked her if the fruit I held had been plucked, and she kept me a long time telling me it was quite fresh.
Barberine, who looked upon me as an old friend for her mother had accustomed her to kiss my hand whenever I went there, who had undressed more than once in my presence without troubling about me, who knew I had made her sister's fortune and the family fortune as well, and thought herself prettier than Tonine because her skin was fairer, and because she had fine black eyes, desiring to take her sister's place, knew that to succeed she must take me by storm.
Pleasant Ending of the Adventure of the False Nun M. M. Finds Out That I Have d Mistress She is Avenged on the Wretch Capsucefalo I Ruin Myself at Play, and at the Suggestion of M. M. I Sell all Her Diamonds, One After Another I Hand Over Tonine to Murray, Who Makes Provision for Her Her Sister Barberine Takes Her Place. "How did you make this nice acquaintance?" I asked the ambassador.
After this rapid dialogue we took breakfast, and then, perfectly agreed, we went to bed, rather as if we were about to sacrifice to Hymen than to love. The game was new to Barberine, and her transports, her green notions which she told me openly her inexperience, or rather her awkwardness, enchanted me.
She stepped up lightly, and stretching out an arm to get at some figs to one side of her, she put her body off its balance, holding on to the ladder with the other hand. "My dear Barberine, what do you think I can see?" "What you have often seen with my sister." "That's true! but you are prettier than she is."
We returned to the house, and I gave Barberine a tender kiss before Laura's eyes, telling her that she had a very jewel in her daughter a compliment which made her face light up with pleasure. I gave the dear girl ten sequins, and I went away congratulating myself, but cursing my luck at not being able to make as good provision for Barberine as Murray had made for her sister.
Barberine, who looked upon me as an old friend for her mother had accustomed her to kiss my hand whenever I went there, who had undressed more than once in my presence without troubling about me, who knew I had made her sister's fortune and the family fortune as well, and thought herself prettier than Tonine because her skin was fairer, and because she had fine black eyes, desiring to take her sister's place, knew that to succeed she must take me by storm.
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