From: Verga <sar...@ov...> - 2010-01-12 19:26:10
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Sometime in mid-morning he appeared in the house of Amaryllis and sent a servant to her asking her to breakfast with him. The Greek sent him in return a wax tablet on which she had written that she was shut up in her chamber writing verse, but that she had provided him a companion as entertaining as she. When he passed into the Greek's dining-room, the woman who called herself wife to Philadelphus awaited him at the table. When he sat she dropped into a chair beside him and laid before him a bunch of grapes from Crete, preserved throughout the winter in casks filled with ground cork. "It is the last, Amaryllis says," she observed. "And siege is laid." John looked ruefully at the fruit. "Perhaps," he said after thought, "were I a thrifty man and a spiteful one, I would not eat them. Instead, I should have the same cluster served |