Chapter 892 of 1964 · 59 words · ~1 min read

LXI.

And one by one her articles of dress Were laid aside; but not before she offered Her aid to fair Juanna, whose excess Of modesty declined the assistance proffered: Which passed well off--as she could do no less; Though by this _politesse_ she rather suffered, Pricking her fingers with those cursed pins, Which surely were invented for our sins,--