`` When I was in college '', I grinned, `` I remember a poem I had to read in my lit class.
I don't even remember who wrote it but it was one of those 15th or 16th century poets.
In those days poems often told a story in verse and those boys had some corkers to tell ; ;
and now I think we can use the knowledge they passed on to us.
Tomorrow Mardi Gras opens officially.
A lot of people will roam the streets in costumes and masks, and having a ball.
There will be romance and flirtation.
If you tell him I made a pass at you he might think you misunderstood something I said or did, so instead of just telling him I made a pass, say I tried to date you and that you agreed so you could prove to him what a louse I really am.
We made a rendezvous tomorrow evening at nine on some street near Lake Ponchartrain.
And to prove what you tell him about me you suggest that he keep the date instead.
You are both the same size.
He could use your clothes for a costume and a heavy veil for a mask.
When I show up he will know you are a good wife to have told him about it ''.