_Sal y
pimienta_.
Maria Fortuna, on the contrary, was of somewhat bovine type, a Madame de
Parabere with a tendency to stoutness.
Like the fair mistress of the Regent, she possessed a very white skin,
one of those opaque white complexions which seem only to flourish and
improve on sensual pleasure. Her liquid violet eyes swam in a faint blue
shadow; and her lips, always a little parted, disclosed a vague gleam of
pearl behind their soft rosy line, like a half-opened shell.
Giulia Arici took Andrea's fancy very much on account of her
golden-brown tints and her great velvety eyes of that soft deep
chestnut that sometimes shows tawny gleams. The somewhat fleshy nose,
and the full, dewy scarlet, very firm lips gave the lower part of her
face a frankly animal look. Her eye-teeth, which were too prominent,
raised her upper lip a little and she continually ran the point of her
tongue along the edge to moisten it, like the thick petal of a rose
running over a row of little white almonds.
'Giulia,' said Andrea with his eyes on her mouth, 'Saint Bernard uses,
in one of his sermons, an epithet which would suit you marvellously. And
I'll be bound you don't know this either.'
Giulia laughed her sonorous rather vacant laugh, exhaling, in the
excitement of her hilarity, a more poignant perfume, like a scented
shrub when it is shaken.
Pages:
228
229
230
231
232
233
234
235
236
237
238
239
240
241
242
243
244
245
246
247
248
249
250
251
252