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At dinner-time I talked only to Mardocheus, without glancing at Leah or paying any attention to the witty sallies she uttered to attract me. I only drank Orvieto. At dessert Leah filled my glass with Scopolo, saying that if I did not drink it neither would she. I replied, without looking at her, that I advised her only to drink water for the future, and that I wanted nothing at her hands.
The dinner that was served to me was very good, though cooked in the Jewish style, and Leah brought in the foie gras and sat down opposite to me with a muslin kerchief over her breast. The foie gras was excellent, and we washed it down with copious libations of Scopolo, which Leah found very much to her taste.
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?"
"Try if you like," I said, "to persuade me to drink some Scopolo or Muscat. I meant to have taken some, but your taunt has turned me to steel. I mean to prove that when I make up my mind I never alter it." "The strong-minded man never gives way," said Leah, "but the good-hearted man often lets himself be overpersuaded."
I was leading a delightful life, for my table was supplied with excellent dishes, juicy mutton, and snipe so delicious that I have never tasted their like except in St. Petersburg. I drank scopolo wine or the best muscatel of the Archipelago. My lieutenant was my only table companion.
The dinner that was served to me was very good, though cooked in the Jewish style, and Leah brought in the foie gras and sat down opposite to me with a muslin kerchief over her breast. The foie gras was excellent, and we washed it down with copious libations of Scopolo, which Leah found very much to her taste.
"You have still four bottles of Scopolo and Cyprus." "I never take back a present; the wine belongs to you. I shall be obliged by your leaving me alone as much as possible, as your conduct is enough to irritate Socrates, and I am not Socrates. Besides, the very sight of you is disagreeable to me. Your body may be beautiful, but knowing that the soul within is a monster it charms me no longer.
"Quite so, and the good-hearted girl refrains from taunting a man for his weakness for her." I called the maid and told her to go to the Venetian consul's and get me some more Scopolo and Muscat. Leah piqued me once more by saying enthusiastically, "I am sure you are the most good-hearted of men as well as the firmest."
Bonneval made me a present of twelve bottles of malmsey from Ragusa, and of twelve bottles of genuine scopolo a great rarity, with which I made a present in Corfu which proved very useful to me, as the reader will discover.
I was leading a delightful life, for my table was supplied with excellent dishes, juicy mutton, and snipe so delicious that I have never tasted their like except in St. Petersburg. I drank scopolo wine or the best muscatel of the Archipelago. My lieutenant was my only table companion.
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