The Marquis thought that the way she teased him was something he had not known for many years.
Women had always loaded him with compliments, or else were pleading almost frantically for expressions of love from him.
“If you say much more,” he said, “I will spend all the money I have to spare on building myself a Church where I can repent of my sins and the Racecourse will have to be forgotten!”
“That is cheating, my Lord. At the moment the Racecourse is far more important for us than any Church could be for you.”
“That is your opinion, Dolina, but of course I am entitled to mine.”
“You will have to be very astute and very subtle to convert me!” Rosetta answered.
The Marquis thought again how different she was in every way from any woman he had ever known.
Now they were fencing verb
