“ Well then, virtuous Ismene, have you quite forgot young Osmin, the sangiac Zegris, your dancing master Alaziel, your music master Almoura? ”

“Ah! what horrid calumnies,” cried Ismene. “I had a mother, who was too vigilant to expose me to such irregularities: and my husband, were he here, would testify that he found me just such as he could wish.”

“ Very true ,” replied the Toy, “ thanks to the secret of your intimate friend Alcina. ”

“This is so extravagantly and so grossly ridiculous,” said Ismene, “that it deserves no refutation. I cannot say,” continued she, “which of these ladies’ Toys it is, that pretends to be so knowing in my affairs: but it has related things, of which my own does not know a syllable.”