Droll Stories — Volume 2 eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 184 pages of information about Droll Stories — Volume 2.

Droll Stories — Volume 2 eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 184 pages of information about Droll Stories — Volume 2.

The sculptor found her seated by the fire in a high chair, and the lady immediately commenced to converse at her ease, although Angelo could find no other replies than “Yes” and “No,” could get no other words from his throat nor idea in his brain, and would have beaten his head against the fireplace but for the happiness of gazing at and listening to his lovely mistress, who was playing there like a young fly in the sunshine.  Because, which this mute admiration, both remained until the middle of the night, wandering slowly down the flowery path of love, the good sculptor went away radiant with happiness.  On the road, he concluded in his own mind, that if a noble lady kept him rather close to her skirts during four hours of the night, it would not matter a straw if she kept him there the remainder.  Drawing from these premises certain corollaries, he resolved to ask her favours as a simple woman.  Then he determined to kill everybody—­the husband, the wife, or himself—­rather than lose the distaff whereon to spin one hour of joy.  Indeed, he was so mad with love, that he believed life to be but a small stake in the game of love, since one single day of it was worth a thousand lives.

The Florentine chiselled away at his statues, thinking of his evening, and thus spoiled many a nose thinking of something else.  Noticing this, he left his work, perfumed himself, and went to listen to the sweet words of his lady, with the hope of turning them into deeds; but when he was in the presence of his sovereign, her feminine majesty made itself felt, and poor Cappara, such a lion in street, looked sheepish when gazing at his victim.  This notwithstanding, towards the hour when desire becomes heated, he was almost in the lady’s lap and held her tightly clasped.  He had obtained a kiss, had taken it, much to his delight; for, when they give it, the ladies retain the right of refusal, but when they left it to be taken, the lover may take a thousand.  This is the reason why all of them are accustomed to let it be taken.  The Florentine has stolen a great number, and things were going on admirably, when the lady, who had been thrifty with her favours, cried, “My husband!”

And, in fact, my lord had just returned from playing tennis, and the sculptor had to leave the place, but not without receiving a warm glance from the lady interrupted in her pleasure.  This was all his substance, pittance and enjoyment during a whole month, since on the brink of his joy always came the said husband, and he always arrived wisely between a point-blank refusal and those little sweet caresses with which women always season their refusals—­little things which reanimate love and render it all the stronger.  And when the sculptor, out of patience, commenced, immediately upon his arrival, the skirmish of the skirt, in order that victory might arrive before the husband, to whom, no doubt, these disturbances were not without profit, his fine lady, seeing desire

Copyrights
Project Gutenberg
Droll Stories — Volume 2 from Project Gutenberg. Public domain.