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 thanked Laura for her good dispositions. My gratitude took the
readiest way to prove itself to her comprehension; and my tender
thrillings expressed more than words. We had a pretty long
conversation together, and it might have lasted till this time, if a
little skipping fellow had not come to tell my nymph of the side
scenes, that Arsenia was inquiring for her. We parted. I left the
house, in the sweet hope of soon living there scot-free; and my face
was shown up again at the door in two days. I was looking out for
you, said my accomplished scout, to assure you, that you are a
messmate at this house. Come, follow me; I will introduce you to my
mistress. At these words, she led me into a suite of five or six
rooms on a floor, in a regular gradation of costly furniture and
tasteful equipment. What luxury! What magnificence! I thought
myself in presence of a vice-queen, or, to mend the poverty of the
comparison, in a fairy palace, where all the riches of the earth were
collected. In fact, there were the productions of many people and of
many countries, so that one might describe this residence as the
temple of a goddess, whither every traveller brought some rare
product of his native land, as a votive offering. The divinity was
reclining on a voluptuous, satin sofa: she was lovely in my eyes, and
pampered with the fumes of daily sacrifices. She was in a tempting
dishabille, and her polished hands were elegantly busy about a new
head-dress for her appearance that evening. Madam, said the abigail,
here is that said steward; take my word for it you will never get one
more to your liking. Arsenia looked at me very inquisitively, and
did not find me disagreeable. Why, this is something, Laura! cried
she; a very smart youth, truly; I foresee that we shall do very well
together. Then directing her discourse to me, Young man, added she,
you suit me to a hair, and I have only one observation to make: you
will be pleased with me, if I am so with you. I answered, that I
should do my utmost to serve her to her heart's content. As I found
that the bargain was struck, I went immediately to fetch in my own
little accommodations, and returned to take formal possession.
_CHAPTER X_
_MUCH SUCH ANOTHER AS THE FOREGOING._
It was near the time of the doors opening. My mistress told me to
attend her to the theatre with Laura. We went into her
dressing-room, where she threw off her ordinary attire, and assumed a
more splendid costume for the stage. When the performance began,
Laura showed me the way, and seated herself by my side, where I could
see and hear the actors to advantage. They disgusted me for the most
part, doubtless because Don Pompeyo had prejudiced me against them.
Several of them were loudly applauded, but the fable of the pig would
now and then come across my mind.
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