The lady said: "What is the name of that law?"

I said: "The law says: everything depends on the structure of the

soul and the mind. If soul and mind are noble, a body must be

considered beautiful, no matter how humped and misshapen it may be."

The lady ostentatiously lifted her dress and revealed, right up to

the top of her thigh, sheathed sumptuously in silk, wonderful legs,

that towered, like branches, from her ripe body.

At the same time the lady finally said: "You may be right, although

one might as easily argue the opposite. In any case, a person with

legs is totally different from one without them."

Then, striding proudly away, she left me sitting there.

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