It happened, as frequently does to that sort of people, that the chief
of our company, being known to have done very well at Toledo, was
arrested for some old debts and thrown into gaol, which broke up our
gang, and everyone went his own way. As for my part, though my comrades
would have introduced me into other companies, having no great
inclination to that calling, for I had followed it out of mere
necessity; I thought of nothing but taking my pleasure, being then well
dressed and in no want of money. I took my leave of them all, they went
their ways; and I, who had proposed to quit an ill course of life, by
desisting from being a stroller, to mend the matter, dropped out of the
frying-pan into the fire, for I fell into much worse. I became a
candidate for Antichrist; to speak plainly, I became a gallant of nuns.
The encouragement I had to commit this madness, was, that I understood
there was a nun, the goddess Venus herself, at whose request I had
written abundance of little devout pastorals; and she had taken some
liking to me on that account, and seeing me act Saint John the
Evangelist in a Sacramental play. The good lady made very much of me,
and told me there was nothing troubled her so much as my being a player;
for I had pretended to her that I was the son of a gentleman of quality,
and therefore she pitied me, and I at last resolved to send her the
following lines:
"I have quitted the company of players, rather to comply with your
desires, than because it was otherwise convenient for me so to do;
but to me all the company in the world, without yours, is solitude.
I shall now have the more opportunity of being yours, as being
absolutely my own master. Let me know when I may have speech with
you, and when I shall know when I may be happy, &c."
The runner carried the note, the good nun was wonderfully pleased to
hear of my change of life, and answered me as follows:--
"I rather expect to be congratulated than to congratulate you on
your good fortune; for my wishes and your prosperity are
inseparable. You may be looked upon as recovered out of a desperate
estate; it only remains that you persevere, as I shall do. I
question whether there will be any liberty at the grate to-day; but
do not fail to come at even-song, for there at least we shall see
one another, and perhaps I may find means to put some trick upon
the lady abbess.
Farewell."
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