She left me and returned soon, saying that Bellino had gone to bed, but that if I would postpone my departure for one day only he promised to satisfy me on the morrow. “Tell me the truth, Cecilia, and I will give you six sequins.” “I cannot earn them, for I have never seen him naked, and I cannot swear to his being a girl. But he must be a man, otherwise he would not have been allowed to perform here.” “Well, I will remain until the day after to-morrow, provided you keep me company tonight.” “Do you love me very much?” “Very much indeed, if you shew yourself very kind.” “I will be very kind, for I love you dearly likewise. I will go and tell my mother.” “Of course you have a lover?” “I never had one.” She left my room, and in a short time came back full of joy, saying that her mother believed me an honest man; she of course meant a generous one. Cecilia locked the door, and throwing herself in my arms covered me with kisses. She was pretty, charming, but I was not in love with her, and I was not able to say to her as to Lucrezia: “You have made me so happy!” But she said it herself, and I did not feel much flattered, although I pretended to believe her. When I woke up in the morning I gave her a tender salutation, and presenting her with three doubloons, which must have particularly delighted the mother, I sent her away without losing my time in promising everlasting constancy--a promise as absurd as it is trifling, and which the most virtuous man ought never to make even to the most beautiful of women. After breakfast I sent for mine host and ordered an excellent supper for five persons, feeling certain that Don Sancio, whom I expected in the evening, would not refuse to honour me by accepting my invitation, and with that idea I made up my mind to go without my dinner. The Bolognese family did not require to imitate my diet to insure a good appetite for the evening. I then summoned Bellino to my room, and claimed the performance of his promise but he laughed, remarked that the day was not passed yet, and said that he was certain of traveling with me. “I fairly warn you that you cannot accompany me unless I am fully satisfied.” “Well, I will satisfy you.” “Shall we go and take a walk together?” “Willingly; I will dress myself.” While I was waiting for him, Marina came in with a dejected countenance, enquiring how she had deserved my contempt. “Cecilia has passed the night with you, Bellino will go with you to-morrow, I am the most unfortunate of us all.” “Do you want money?” “No, for I love you.” “But, Marinetta, you are too young.” “I am much stronger than my sister.” “Perhaps you have a lover.” “Oh! no.” “Very well, we can try this evening.” “Good! Then I will tell mother to prepare clean sheets for to-morrow morning; otherwise everybody here would know that I slept with you.” I could not help admiring the fruits of a theatrical education, and was much amused.