Candide could not help praising their beauty and graceful carriage. "The creatures are all right," said the senator; "I amuse myself with them sometimes, for I am heartily tired of the women of the town, their coquetry, their jealousy, their quarrels, their humors, their meannesses, their pride, and their folly; I am weary of making sonnets, or of paying for sonnets to be made on them; but after all, these two girls begin to grow very indifferent to me."
No son malas chicas, dixo el senador; algunas veces mando que duerman conmigo, porque estoy aburrido de las señoras del pueblo, de su retrechería, sus zelos, sus contiendas, su mal genio, sus nimiedades, su vanidad, sus tonterías, y mas aun de los sonetos que tiene uno que hacer ó mandar hacer en elogio suyo: mas con todo ya empiezan á fastidiarme estas muchachas.