text:  Accustomed as I had become to foreign life I must acknowledge that I was a little surprised at the unhesitatingly _classical_ development of her form;--arms naked to the shoulder or clasped only with golden serpents; a robe _a la Diane_ and succinct as ever huntress wore; silver sandals a jeweled cestus and a tunic of white satin deeply embroidered with gold depending simply to the knee! But when she placed me on the sofa beside her and entered into conversation every thing was forgotten but her incomparable elegance of manner