She was delighted and so be witchingly did she smile that I seemed to see the full moon showing her face from behind a cloud.

Then, punctuating her words with her fingers, "Dear boy, if you are not too critical to enjoy a woman of wealth who has but this year known her first man, I offer you a sister," said she.

"You have a brother already, I know, for I didn't disdain to ask, but what is to prevent your adopting a sister, too?
I will come in on the same footing only deem my kisses worthy of recognition and caress me at your own pleasure!" "Rather let me implore you by your beauty," I replied.

"Do not scorn to admit an alien among your worshipers: If you permit me to kneel before your shrine you will find me a true votary and, that you may not think I approach this temple of love without a gift, I make you a present of my brother!" "What," she exclaimed, "would you really sacrifice the only one without whom you could not live'?
The one upon whose kisses your happiness depends.

Him whom you love as I would have you love me ?" Such sweetness permeated her voice as she said this, so entrancing was the sound upon the listening air that you would have believed the Sirens' harmonies were floating in the breeze.