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
Hereupon he went to bed, and I did the like, without knowing what
course to take. The next day, just as we were on the point of going
out in the morning, we heard a violent knocking at the outer door on
the staircase. My master opened the inner, and looked through the
grate. A well-dressed man said to him: Please your honor, I am an
alguazil, come to inform you that Mr. Corregidor wishes to speak a
word with you. What does he want? answered my pattern of secrecy.
That is more than I know, sir, replied the alguazil; but you have
only to go and wait on him; you will soon be informed. I am his most
obedient, quoth my master; I have no business with him. At the tail
of this speech, he banged the inner door; then, after walking up and
down a little while, like one who pondered on the discourse of the
alguazil, he put my six rials into my hand, and said: Gil Blas, you
may go out, my friend; for my part, I shall stay at home a little
longer, but have no occasion for you. He made an impression on my
mind, by these words, that he was afraid of being taken up, and was,
therefore, obliged to remain in his apartments. I left him there;
and, to see how far my suspicions were founded, hid myself in a place
whence I could see if he went out. I should have had patience to
have staid there all the morning, if he had not saved me the trouble.
But an hour after, I saw him walk the street with an ease and
confidence which dumb-founded my sagacity. Yet far from yielding to
these appearances, I mistrusted them; for my verdict went to
condemnation. I considered his easy carriage as put on, and his
staying at home as a finesse to secure his gold and jewels, when
probably he was going to consult his safety by speedy flight. I had
no idea of seeing him again, and doubted whether I should attend at
his door in the evening; so persuaded was I, that the day would see
him on the outside of the city, as his only refuge from impending
danger. Yet I kept my appointment; when, to my extreme surprise, my
master returned as usual. He went to bed without betraying the least
uneasiness, and got up the next morning with the same composure.
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