“My master,” replied the servant, “has never yet been married.”
“What qualities does he look for in the fortunate woman he will choose for his wife?” inquired the lady.
“My master says,” replied the servant, who had taken quite as much wine as was good for him, “that if he could obtain a renowned beauty like yourself, madam, his heart’s desire would be fulfilled.”
“Did he really say so? Are you sure you are telling me the truth?” eagerly asked the lady.
“Is it likely that an old man like me would tell you a lie?” replied the servant.
“If it be so, will you then act as a go-between and arrange a match between us?”
“My master has already spoken to me of the matter, and would desire the alliance above all things, if it were not for the respect due from a disciple to a deceased master, and for the animadversions to which such a marriage would give rise.”
“But as a matter of fact