I have not as yet drank with her, though I must own I cannot help being fond of a lady who has so little disguise of her practice, either in her words or appearance.

If to show you love her you must drink with her she has chosen an ill place for followers, for she is forbid with the waters.

Her shape is not very unlike a barrel, and I would describe her eyes, if I could look over the agreeable swellings of her cheeks, in which the rose predominates; nor can I perceive the least of the lily in her whole countenance.

You see what L30,000 can do, for without that I could never have discovered all these agreeable particularities.

In short, she is the _ortolan_, or rather _wheat-ear_, of the place, for she is entirely a lump of fat; and the form of the universe itself is scarce more beautiful, for her figure is almost circular.