Well, it seems that their suit was downright enough to satisfy you.

Good gracious! How many were there ?" Madge laughed, yawned, and her sister saw that her dark eyes were full of the languor of sleep, which added to their beauty.
"Oh, not many," she drawled.

"I'll gossip about them some time when not so tired.

I'll indicate them by numerals.

Why should I babble their names in connection with what they called so sacred?
I wonder how many like sacred affairs had occurred before.