Vladimir Nabokov. Un cuento de hadas
"Oh, one thing," said Erwin, collecting his courage. "Let them be dressed at first—I mean let them look just as they were when I chose them—and let them be very merry and loving."
"Why, naturally," she replied, "everything will be just as you wish whether you tell me or not. Otherwise there was no point in starting the whole business, n'est-ce pas? Confess, though, my dear boy—you were on the brink of enrolling me in your harem. No, no, have no fear, I am kidding you. Well, that's your stop. Very wise to call it a day. Five is fin