The Secrets of the Princesse de Cadignan

D'Arthez allowed love to enter his heart after the manner of my Uncle Toby, without making the slightest resistance; he proceeded by adoration without criticism, and by exclusive admiration. The princess, that noble creature, one of the most remarkable creations of our monstrous Paris, where all things are possible, good as well as evil, became–whatever vulgarity the course of time may have given to the expression–the angel of his dreams.