The Adventures of Gil Blas of Santillane, Volume 1 (of 3)Le Sage, Alain René
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The Adventures of Gil Blas of Santillane, Volume 1 (of 3)
Le Sage, Alain René
Adventure and adventurers -- Fiction; Blas, Gil (Fictitious character) -- Fiction
I lost not a syllable of what these poets were saying about my uncle.
We had learned in the family, that he made a noise in Madrid by his
works; some travellers, passing through Olmédo, had told us so; but
as he took no notice of us, and seemed to have weaned himself from
all natural ties, we on our side lived in a state of perfect
indifference about him. Yet nature will prevail: as soon as I had
heard that he was in a fair way, and had learned where he lived, I
was tempted to go and call upon him. One thing staggered me a
little; the literati had styled him Don Pédro. This don was an
awkward circumstance: I had my doubts whether he might not be some
other poet of the name, and not my uncle. Yet that apprehension did
not damp my ardor. I thought he might have been ennobled for his
wit, and determined to pay him a visit. For this purpose, with my
master's leave, I tricked myself out one morning as well as I could,
and sallied from our shop, a little proud of being nephew to a man
who had gained so high a character by his genius. Barbers are not
the most diffident people in the world. I began to conceive no mean
opinion of myself; and riding the high horse with all the arrogance
of greatness, enquired my way to the Duke de Medina Celi's palace. I
rang at the gate, and said, I wanted to speak with Signor Don Pédro
de la Fuenta. The porter pointed with his finger to a narrow
staircase at the fag end of the court, and answered,--Go up there,
then knock at the first door on your right. I did as he directed me;
and knocked at a door. It was opened by a young man, whom I asked if
those were the apartments of Signor Don Pédro de la Fuenta. Yes,
answered he, but you cannot speak to him at present. I should be
very glad, said I, just to say, How are you? I bring him news of his
family. And you brought him news of the pope, replied he, I could
not introduce you just now. He is writing, and while his wits are at
work, he must not be disturbed. He will not be able to receive
company till noon; take a turn, and come back about that time.
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