I find I blush from head to foot at your boldness, Sir.
[sotto voce: shall i now extend the invitation to my luxurious chateau to this comely, ahem, lad, once again, thusly risking the ire of many other chicks; or shall i not take so great a chance until i hear the final verdict of my beloved, the Arteeste? Can he truly have abandoned moi, e'en after our great work together in the pursuit of Pure Art? Perhaps I should have accepted his invitation to sport in the Private Meadow? Oh, woe is me, I have offended my Master, and now he doth turn to the undeniable charms of another, that lusty wench, Lady Edwarda!]
Sir Steven! Come! Perhaps you would tell me more about this unarchaic play you have planned?! I'm over here, Sir! Here, under the spreading beech! Yes, my Lord, I am, alas, so lacking in experience that I have need of a detailed description of these intriguing games. In order to make an informed decision. Is all. Is the only reason. Is why. |
