Ribald Classic: After The Ball Was Over
November, 1980
The Young Count de Rosambert, who for three months had been my companion, reproached me for the retired life I led. "Why do you, at your age, bury yourself alive in the house of your father? Why do you not hasten your entrance into the world, where you could not fail to be favorably received? Be advised," said the count, "I will tomorrow conduct you to a charming ball, and you will there see good company."I hesitated. "You are cautious, like a girl," replied the cou...
