I do not disguise from you that I think them in very bad taste." "Oh, my dear countess," replied the lady, in no way discomposed by this snub, "don't be so severe upon me.

I have no designs upon your friend, and you need not be prudish with me.

Surely ladies of our rank have no need to be particular like any little grocer's wife." That was Pilar's own creed, and before any other audience she would smilingly have agreed with the Countess Cuerbo.

But she pictured to herself what an effect this tone would have upon Wilhelm's German, middle-class sense of propriety, which she knew so well, and was indignant at her visitor's cool cynicism.
"Madame," she returned, still more icily, "you force upon me the opinion that there are circumstances under which it would be well to take an example by the grocer's wives whom you despise so much." This remark, in which the Bourse-countess did not fail to hear the ring of the real aristocrat's disdain, touched her in her tenderest point.
She tried to smile, but turned livid under her paint, and determined to return the stab on the spot.
"Don't be angry, dearest countess, I was only joking, and you know as well as anybody that we Andalusians do not weigh our words too carefully.

By the bye, your French poet--you know--the one before you went to the seaside--is simply beside himself.