"All that I can comprehend after serious consideration, is, that in some few days Amisadar went to the country, that he was asked the reason of his stay in town, and that he related his adventure with my mistress. For somebody of Amisadar's and her acquaintance, passing by our door, enquired either by chance or design, if madam was at home, sent in his name, and went up.----'Ah! madam, who could imagine you were in Banza? and how long are you here?'----'An age, my dear, this fortnight, that I have renounced society.' 'May I presume to ask, madam, upon what account?'----'Alas! because I was tired of it. Women are become such strange libertines, that there is no bearing them. One must either do as they do, or pass for a silly creature; and sincerely, I think both extremes should be avoided.'----'Indeed, madam, you are become quite edifying. Pray, is it the conversation of the Bramin Brelibibi, that has wrought your conversion?'----'No, 'tis a squall of philosophy, 'tis a quint of devotion. It seized me suddenly; and it is not poor Amisadar's fault that I am not at present practising the highest austerity.'----'Then madam has seen him lately?'----'Yes, once or twice.'----'And you have seen no body else.'----'No, truly. He is the only thinking, reasoning, active being, that has entered my doors during the eternity of my retreat.'----'That is singular'----'And what singularity is there in it?'----'Nothing but an adventure which he had the other day with a lady of Banza, alone like you, devout like you, retired from the world like you. But I must tell you the story: perhaps it will amuse you.'----'Without doubt,' replied Fannia: and immediately Amisadar's friend set about relating his adventure word for word, as I have done," says the Toy: "and when he was advanced as far as I am now.----'Well, madam,' said he, 'what do you think? Is not Amisadar a lucky man?'----'But,' answered Fannia, 'Amisadar is a lier perhaps: do you imagine that there are women so daring as to abandon themselves without shame?'----'But consider, madam,' replied Maruspha, 'that Amisadar has named no body, and it is very improbable that he has imposed'----'I begin to see thro' the affair,' says Fannia: 'Amisadar has wit, and is a handsome man, he has, to be sure, infused some notions of sensual pleasure sure into this poor recluse, which have mastered her. Yes, this must be it: this sort of folks are dangerous to hear, and Amisadar is matchless in that way.'----'How, madam,' interrupted Marsupha, 'is Amisadar the only man that has the art of perswading, and will you not do justice to others, who deserve, as much as he, a share in your esteem?---'Pray, whom do you mean?'----'Myself, madam, who think you a charming woman, and'----'I fancy you joke. Look at me then, Marsupha. I have neither paint nor patches. My night-cap does not become me. I make a frightful figure.'----'You are mistaken, madam: that undress sets you off surprisingly. It gives you so winning and kind an air!'----