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
Away went I to Xelva with three thousand ducats under my charge, as
an equivalent to Samuel Simon for the amount of his loss. I will
have the honesty to own that my fingers itched, as I jogged along, to
transfer these funds to my own account, and begin my stewardship in
character, since everything in this life depends upon setting out
well. There was no risk in preferring instinct to principle, because
it was only to ride about the country for five or six days, and come
home upon a brisk trot, as if I had done my business and made the
best of my way. Don Alphonso and his father would never have
believed me capable of a breach of trust. Yet, strange to tell, I
was proof against so tempting a suggestion; it would scarcely be too
much to say, that honor, not the fear of being found out, was the
spring of so praiseworthy a decision; and as times go, that is saying
a great deal for a lad whose conscience had been pretty well seasoned
by keeping company with a long succession of scoundrels. Many people
who have not that excuse, but frequent worshipful society, will
wonder how such squeamishness should have prevailed over my good
sense: treasurers of charities in particular; persons who have the
wills of relations in their custody, and do not exactly like the
contents; in short, all those whose characters stand higher than
their principles, will find food for reflection in my overstrained
scrupulosity.
After having made restitution to the merchant, who little thought
ever to have seen one farthing of his property again, I returned to
the castle of Leyva. The Count de Polan had taken his departure, and
was far on his journey to Toledo with Julia and Don Ferdinand. I
found my new master more wrapped up than ever in Seraphina; his
Seraphina equally wrapped up in my master, and Don Cæsar just as much
wrapped up as either in the contemplation of the happy couple. My
object was to gain the good will of this affectionate father, and I
succeeded to my wish. The whole house was placed implicitly under my
superintendence--nothing was done without my special direction; the
tenants paid their rents into my hands; the disbursements of the
family were all under my revision; and the subordinate situations in
the household were at my disposal without appeal; and yet the power
of tyrannizing did not give me the inclination, as it has always
hitherto done to my equals and superiors. I neither turned away the
male servants because I did not like the cut of their beards, nor the
female ones because they happened not to like the cut of mine. If
they made up to Don Cæsar or his son at once, without currying my
favor as the channel of all good graces, far from taking umbrage at
them on that account, I spoke out officiously in their behalf. In
other respects, too, the marks of confidence my two masters were
incessantly lavishing on me inspired me with a substantial zeal for
their service. Their interest was my real object; there was no
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