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
This proceeding was rather offensive; and I determined, to be even
with him. I stole his wife's jewels; and ravishing my Helen from a
laundress of her acquaintance, went off with her in open day, that
the transaction might lose nothing in point of notoriety. But this
was not all. I carried her among her relations, where I married her
according to the rites of the church, as much from the personal
motive of mortifying Herrera, as from the patriotic enthusiasm of
encouraging our young nobility to mend the breed. Three months after
marriage, I heard that Don Rodrigo had gone the way of all flesh.
The intelligence was not lost upon me. I was at Seville in a
twinkling, to administer in due form and order to his effects; but
the tables were turned. My mother had paid the debt of nature, and
in her last agonies had been so much off her guard as to confess the
whole affair to the curate of the village and other competent
witnesses. Don Rodrigo's son had already taken my place, or rather
his own, and his popularity was increased by the deficiency of mine;
so that as the trumps were all out in that hand, and I had no
particular wish for the present my wife was likely to make me, I
joined issue with some desperate blades, with whom I began my trading
ventures.
The young cut-purse having finished his story, another told us that
he was the son of a merchant at Burgos; that, in his youth, prompted
more by piety than wit, he had taken the religious habit and
professed in a very strict order, and that a few years afterwards he
had apostatized. In short, the eight robbers told their tale one
after another, and when I had heard them all, I did not wonder that
the destinies had brought them together. The conversation now took a
different turn. They brought several schemes upon the carpet for the
next campaign; and after having laid down their plan of operations,
rose from table and went to bed. They lighted their night candles,
and withdrew to their apartments. I attended Captain Rolando to his.
While I was fiddling about him as he undressed: Well! Gil Blas, said
he, you see how we live! We are always merry; hatred and envy have
no footing here; we have not the least difference, but hang together
just like monks. You are sure, my good lad, to lead a pleasant life
here; for I do not think you are fool enough to make any bones about
consorting with gentlemen of the road. In what does ours differ from
many a more reputable trade? Depend on it, my friend, all men love
two hands in their neighbor's purse, though only one in their own.
Men's principles are all alike; the only difference lies in the mode
of carrying them into effect. Conquerors, for instance, make free
with the territories of their neighbors. People of fashion borrow,
and do not pay. Bankers, treasurers, brokers, clerks, and traders of
all kinds, wholesale and retail, give ample liberty to their wants to
overdraw on their consciences. I shall not mention the hangers-on of
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