"What are the grapes? Ask her what the grapes are."
"Oh, the grapes are the emperors' smooth little concubines in their robes of water-green silk."
"Let's be emperors and concubines! Let's dress up!"
"I speak for the sofa cover!"
"I choose that batik!"
"I have an idea. Where's your white scarf with the gold embroidery, Donatia? You know, that one I gave you?"
"Here it is, Elliott! What are you going to be?"
"I want it for Christabel. Here, let me bind it tight around your head and under your chin. Cross your hands, this way. My God! Look, everybody! Look! Did you ever see such a marvelous mediæval Madonna?"
"She must be in a shrine. Here, lift her up on the table! Give us the flowers, Donatia, and look—put the candles around her. On your knees, worshipers!"
