The Adventures of Gil Blas of Santillane, Volume 2 (of 3)Le Sage, Alain René
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The Adventures of Gil Blas of Santillane, Volume 2 (of 3)
Le Sage, Alain René
Adventure and adventurers -- Fiction; Blas, Gil (Fictitious character) -- Fiction
His lordship's daughter was not backward in her acknowledgments for
her timely rescue; and as we were of opinion--that is, Raphael and
myself--that we should do a good turn to Don Alphonso by giving him
an opportunity of a minute's private parley with the young widow, we
contrived to keep the Count de Polan in play. Lovely Seraphina, said
Don Alphonso to the lady in a low voice, I no longer lament over the
lot which obliges me to live like a man banished from civil society,
since I have been so fortunate as to assist in the important service
just rendered you. What then, answered she, with a sigh, is it you
who have saved my life and honor? Is it to you that we are so
indebted, myself equally with my father? Ah! Don Alphonso, why were
you the instrument of my brother's death? She said no more upon the
subject; but he conceived clearly by these words, and by the tone in
which they were pronounced, that if he was over head and ears in love
with Seraphina, she was equally out of her depth in the same passion.
BOOK THE SIXTH.
_CHAPTER I._
_THE FATE OF GIL BLAS AND HIS COMPANIONS AFTER THEY TOOK LEAVE OF THE
COUNT DE POLAN. ONE OF AMBROSE'S NOTABLE CONTRIVANCES SET OFF BY THE
MANNER OF ITS EXECUTION._
The Count de Polan, after having exhausted half the night in thanking
us, and protesting that we might reckon upon his substantial
acknowledgments, sent for the landlord, to consult him on the best
method of getting safely to Turis, whither it was his intention to
go. We had nothing to do with this nobleman's further progress, and
therefore left him to take his own measures. Our departure from the
inn was now resolved on; and we followed Lamela like sheep after the
bell-wether.
After two hours' travelling, the day overtook us near Campillo. We
made as expeditiously as possible for the mountains between that
hamlet and Requena. There we wore out the day in taking our rest and
reckoning up our stock, which the spoil of the robbers had
considerably replenished, to the amount of more than three hundred
pistoles, the lawful ravage of their pockets. We began our march
again with the setting in of the night, and on the following morning
reached the frontier of Valencia in safety. We got quietly into the
first wood that offered as a shelter. The inmost recesses of it were
best suited to our purpose, and led us on by winding paths to a spot
where a rivulet of transparent water was meandering in its slow and
silent course, to incorporate with the waters of Guadalaviar. The
refreshing shade afforded by the foliage, and the rich pasturage in
which our toil-worn beasts so much delighted, would have fixed this
for the place of our halting, if our resolution had not been
previously taken to that effect.
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