"What am I to call you, lady wife?" said Prosper, when he had her in his arms again.
"Ah, lord, thou shouldst know by now!"
"Pietosa?"
"Prosper!"
"Isoult la Desiree?
"If you must."
"Isoult la Desirous?"
"It would be true.
"What will you have then, child?"
"Ah, ah, I will have that!"
It was, after all, but a rosy child that Prosper kissed.
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