The Adventures of Gil Blas of Santillane, Volume 1 (of 3) — John Shaqi
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
He took me into a cellar, where I saw a great number of bottles and
earthen pots full of excellent wine. He then made me cross several
rooms. In some were pieces of cloth piled up; in others, stuffs and
silks. As we passed through I could not help casting a sheep's eye
at the gold and silver plate peeping out of the different cupboards.
After that, I followed him into a great hall illuminated by three
copper lustres, and serving as a gallery between the other rooms.
Here he put fresh questions to me; asking my name;--why I left
Oviedo;--and when I had satisfied his curiosity: Well, Gil Blas, said
he, since your only motive for quitting your native place was to get
into something snug and eligible, to be sure you must have been born
to good luck, or you would not have fallen into our hands. I tell
you once for all, you will live here on the fat of the land, and may
souse over head and ears in ready money. Besides, you are in a place
of perfect safety. The officers of the holy brotherhood might pass
through the forest a hundred times without discovering our
subterraneous abode. The entrance is only known to myself and my
comrades. You may perhaps ask how it came to be contrived, without
being perceived by the inhabitants in the neighborhood. But you are
to understand, my friend, that it was made long ago, and is no work
of ours. After the Moors had made themselves masters of Granada, of
Arragon, and nearly the whole of Spain, the Christians, rather than
submit to the tyranny of infidels, betook themselves to flight, and
lay concealed in this country, in Biscay, and in the Asturias,
whither the brave Don Pelagio had withdrawn himself. They lived in a
state of exile, on the mountains, or in the woods dispersed in little
knots. Some took up their residences in natural caves, others in
artificial dwellings under ground, like this we are in. In process
of time, when by the blessing of Providence they had driven their
enemies out of Spain, they returned to the towns. From that time
forth their retreats have served as a rendezvous for the gentlemen of
our profession. It is true that several of them have been discovered
and destroyed by the holy brotherhood: but there are some yet
remaining; and, by great good luck, I have tenanted this without
paying any rent for it almost these fifteen years: Captain Rolando,
at your service! I am the leader of the band; and the man you saw
with me is one of my troopers.
_CHAPTER V._
_THE ARRIVAL OF THE BANDITTI IN THE SUBTERRANEOUS RETREAT, WITH AN
ACCOUNT OF THEIR PLEASANT CONVERSATION._
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