"Now please to say siria zis." Belle did so.
"Exceedingly well," said I.

"Now say, yerani the sireir zis." "Yerani the sireir zis," said Belle.

"Capital!" said I; "you have now said, I love you--love me--ah! would that you would love me!" "And I have said all these things ?" said Belle.

"Yes," said I; "you have said them in Armenian." "I would have said them in no language that I understood," said Belle; "and it was very wrong of you to take advantage of my ignorance, and make me say such things." "Why so ?" said I; "if you said them, I said them too." "You did so," said Belle; "but I believe you were merely bantering and jeering." "As I told you before, Belle," said I, "the chief difficulty which I find in teaching you Armenian proceeds from your persisting in applying to yourself and me every example I give." "Then you meant nothing after all," said Belle, raising her voice.

"Let us proceed," said I; "sirietsi, I loved." "You never loved any one but yourself," said Belle; "and what's more--" "Sirietsits, I will love," said I; "sirietsies, thou wilt love." "Never one so thoroughly heartless," said Belle.