Les Bijoux Indiscrets, or, The Indiscreet ToysDiderot, Denis
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Les Bijoux Indiscrets, or, The Indiscreet Toys
Diderot, Denis
Erotic fiction; Louis XV, King of France, 1710-1774 -- Fiction
"We were at Tunis, when I received the news of his birth and his
mother's death. Her fate touched me to the quick, and I believe I
should have been inconsolable, had I not embarked in an intrigue with a
sea-captain's wife, who did not afford me time to run into despair. The
Tunetine was intrepid, and I was fool-hardy: for with the assistance
of a rope-ladder, which she threw to me, I passed every night from my
lodging on her terrass, and thence into a closet, where she put the
finishing hand to my instructions; Emilia having only made a beginning.
Her husband return'd from a cruize, just at the time, that my governor,
who had received his instructions, urged me to cross over into Europe.
I embarked on board a vessel bound for Lisbon, but not without several
times taking leave of Elvira, from whom I received this diamond.
"The vessel, in which we sailed, was laden with merchandise; but the
most valuable commodity on board, to my taste, was the captain's
wife. She was not quite twenty: and her husband was as jealous of her
as a tyger, and not quite without cause. We all soon understood one
another: Donna Velina perceived that I had a liking for her; I, that
I was not indifferent to her; and her husband, that he incommoded us.
The sailor resolved not to lose sight of us till we were landed at
Lisbon. I read in the eyes of his dear wife, how much she fretted at
her husband's assiduity: mine testified the same things to her, and
the husband understood us wonderfully well. We spent two whole days in
an inconceivable thirst of pleasure; which would certainly have kill'd
us, had not heaven assisted us: but it always assists souls in pain.
Just upon our passing the Streights of Gibraltar, a furious tempest
arose. I would not fail, madam, to raise the winds about your ears, and
make thunder rattle over your head; to set the heavens on fire with
lightning; raise the billows up to the clouds, and describe the most
horrid tempest which you have ever met with in any romance; were I
not giving you a history. I shall only tell you, that the captain was
compelled by the sailors cries to quit his room, and expose himself
to one danger for fear of another. He went up on deck together with
my governor, and I threw myself without hesitation into the arms of
my fair Portuguese; quite forgetting that there was any such thing in
nature as a sea, storms, or tempests; that we were on board a tottering
vessel; and abandoning myself without reserve to the perfidious
element. Our course was rapid, and you may well judge, madam, by the
weather at that time, that I saw a great deal of land in a few hours.
We put in at Cadiz, where I left a promise with the Signora to meet her
at Lisbon, if my Mentor agreed to it, whose design was to go directly
to Madrid.
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