Memoirs of Casanova — Volume 29: Florence to Trieste by Giacomo Casanova
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page 67 of 150 (44%)
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Leah was in a state of undress as before, and the sight of her
half-covered spheres drove me to distraction. "Are you not aware that you have a beautiful breast?" said I. "I thought all young girls were just the same." "Have you no suspicion that the sight is a very pleasant one for me?" "If that be so, I am very glad, for I have nothing to be ashamed of, for a girl has no call to hide her throat any more than her face, unless she is in grand company." As she was speaking, Leah looked at a golden heart transfixed with an arrow and set with small diamonds which served me as a shirt stud. "Do you like the little heart?" said I. "Very much. Is it pure gold?" "Certainly, and that being so I think I may offer it to you." So saying I took it off, but she thanked me politely, and said that a girl who gave nothing must take nothing. "Take it; I will never ask any favour of you." "But I should be indebted to you, and that's the reason why I never take anything." |
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