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
If my new master had examined me closely, I had all my wits about me
as well as he. He was a man on the wrong side of fifty, with a
saturnine and serious air. His temper seemed to be even, and I
thought no harm of him. He asked me several questions about my
family; and, liking my answers, Gil Blas, said he, I take you to be a
very sensible lad, and am well pleased to have you in my service. On
your part you shall have no reason to complain. I will give you six
rials a day board wages, besides vails. Then I require no great
attendance, for I keep no table, but always dine out. You will only
have to brush my clothes, and be your own master for the rest of the
day. Only take care to be at home early in the evening, and to be in
waiting at the door--that is your chief duty. After this lecture, he
took six rials out of his purse, and gave them to me as earnest. We
then went out, he locked the doors after him, and, taking care of the
keys, My friend, said he, you need not go with me, follow the devices
of your own heart; but on my return this evening, let me find you on
that staircase. With this injunction, he left me to dispose of
myself as seemed best in my own eyes.
In good sooth, Gil Blas, said I in a soliloquy, you have got a jewel
of a master. What! fall in with an employer to give you six rials a
day for wiping off the dust from his clothes, and putting his room to
rights in the morning, with the liberty of walking about and taking
your pleasure like a schoolboy in the holidays! By my troth! it is a
place of ten thousand. No wonder I was in a hurry to get to Madrid,
it was doubtless some mysterious boding of good fortune prepared for
me. I spent the day in the streets, diverting myself with gaping at
novelties--a busy occupation. In the evening, after supping at an
ordinary not far from our house, I squatted myself down in the corner
pointed out by my master. He came three quarters of an hour after
me, and seemed pleased with my punctuality. Very well, said he, this
is right, I like attentive servants. At these words, he opened the
doors of his apartment, and closed them upon us again as soon as we
got in. As we had no candle, he took his tinder-box, and struck a
light. I then helped him to undress. When he was in bed, I lighted,
by his order, a lamp in his chimney, and carried the wax-light into
the antechamber, where I lay in a press-bed without curtains. He got
up the next day between nine and ten o'clock; I brushed his clothes.
He paid me my six rials, and sent me packing till the evening. My
mysterious master went out himself, too, not without great caution in
fastening the doors, and we parted for the remainder of the day.
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