“Do you really want to?” “Certainly.” “Then I will get you an invitation from the fair bride herself on the condition that the countess comes as well. I must warn you that the company will consist of honest people of the lower classes, and I cannot have them humiliated in any way.” “I will persuade the countess,” said Triulzi. “To make your task an easier one, I may as well tell you that the wedding is that of the fair Zenobia.” “Bravo! I am sure the countess will come to that.” The count went out, and shortly reappeared with Zenobia. The marquis congratulated her, and encouraged her to ask the countess to the wedding. She seemed doubtful, so the marquis took her by the hand and let her into the proud Spaniard’s room. In half an hour they returned informing us that my lady had deigned to accept the invitation. When the marquis had gone, the count told me that I might go and keep his wife company, if I had nothing better to do, and that he would see to some business. “I have the thousand sequins in my pocket,” I remarked, “and if I find her reasonable, I will leave them with her.” “I will go and speak to her first.” “Do so.” While the count was out of the room, I exchanged the thousand sequins for the fifteen thousand francs in bank notes which Greppi had given me. I was just shutting up my cash-box when Zenobia came in with my lace cuffs. She asked me if I would like to buy a piece of lace. I replied in the affirmative, and she went out and brought it me. I liked the lace, and bought it for eighteen sequins, and said,-- “This lace is yours, dearest Zenobia, if you will content me this moment.” “I love you well, but I should be glad if you would wait till after my marriage.” “No, dearest, now or never. I cannot wait. I shall die if you do not grant my prayer. Look! do you not see what a state I am in?” “I see it plainly enough, but it can’t be done.” “Why not? Are you afraid of your husband noticing the loss of your maidenhead?” “Not I, and if he did I shouldn’t care. I promise you if he dared to reproach me, he should not have me at all.” “Well said, for my leavings are too good for him. Come quick!” “But you will shut the door, at least?” “No, the noise would be heard, and might give rise to suspicion. Nobody will come in.”