Sebastiano stood still also and looked at him.
"Does your heart ever jump and turn somersaults and get into your mouth, when you look at a woman, Bastianello ?" he asked.
"No.

Does yours ?" "Yes.

Just now." "I saw her, too," answered Sebastiano.

"It is true that she is very fresh and pretty, and uncommonly clean.

Eh--the devil! If you like her, ask for her.