Philip Rollo; or, the Scottish Musketeers, Vol. 1 (of 2)Grant, James
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Philip Rollo; or, the Scottish Musketeers, Vol. 1 (of 2)
Grant, James
Thirty Years' War, 1618-1648 -- Fiction
At the shop of a Jew in the Bürger-platz I procured a handsome ring
for Prudentia. For this I was to pay on the morrow, when she
returned me the doubloons; and lest by any chance, I should require
money in the interim, the friendly Israelite lent me ten dollars, on
condition that I should repay him fifteen on the third day, making in
all, with the price of the ring, twenty-five dollars to be paid him.
I placed the ring, which contained a fine Oriental amethyst and two
pearls, on my smallest finger, and punctually presented myself at the
habitation of my actress, not without fears that her door might again
vanish, but happily the passage was open. As I entered, Prudentia,
who was singing to the notes of her mandolin, came forward to welcome
me, and motioned towards a seat with her hand, snatching it away the
moment I attempted to kiss it.
"Now, señor," said she, pouting; "though I have invited you to dine
with me, you must be respectful, or I shall be angry. I would expire
with vexation, if you deemed this little return for your attention an
equivocal advance on my part."
"How can you imagine such things?" said I, quite charmed by her
frankness; "but ah, señora! why will you still repulse me?"
"Because," she replied with one of her brightest smiles; "that is the
very way to attract you."
"True--I remember that Ovid makes Daphne fly from her lover, and as
she flew his ardour increased."
"Ah! Ovid, knew human nature very well."
"Then you wish me to be distant and diffident?"
"Diffident at least; for diffidence is the best sign of a lover's
sincerity."
"Señora! then you do permit me to be your lover?" said I, more and
more enchanted, and approaching her despite her injunctions.
"Señor Don Philip, you will be my lover, whether I permit it or not."
"Oh yes!" I replied, while my heart beat like lightning and my voice
sank; "for to see you, to know you, and to love you, Prudentia, are
the same."
I slipped the amethyst ring upon her finger, and was just touching
her downcast brow with my lips, when the door opened, and, if a look
would have slain, the intruder had assuredly perished on the instant!
The wrinkled dame Krumpel, who acted as servant or housekeeper to
Otto Roskilde, appeared with a tray.
I now perceived for the first time that the table was covered for
dinner, by a white damask cloth, edged with red silk fringe; upon it
stood a trencher-salt and mustard-querne of silver, and several
flasks of Malmsey, Orleans, and Spanish wine, cooling in a jar among
ice. Covers were laid for two, with a knife and fork on each side of
them. The latter, being a new invention in Italy and Germany, was
wholly unknown among us in Scotland; and though I had read of it in
"Coryat's Crudities, or Travels in High Germany," printed in 1611,
being quite ignorant of how this steel instrument was to be used, I
resolved to observe and imitate the fair señora, my hostess.
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