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
was but one thing remaining for me to determine on. I turned actress
to preserve my morals.
So tingling a sense of ridicule came over me when Laura wound up her
romance with this pious motive for turning actress, that I could
scarcely refrain from relieving myself by a fit of laughter. But
gravity was of too much consequence to be dispensed with, and I said
to her with an air the counterpart of her own, My dear sister, I
entirely approve of your conduct, and am heartily glad to meet with
you at Grenada, and moreover settled on so respectable a footing.
The Marquis de Marialva, who had not lost a word of all these fine
speeches, swallowed down blindfold whatever Don Antonio's widow
thought fit to drench his credulity with. He took part in the
conversation too, and asked me whether I had any fixed employment in
Grenada or elsewhere. I paused for a moment to consider whether and
after what manner I should lie; but as there seemed no need in this
case to draw on my invention, I told the truth by way of variety. In
a plain, matter-of-fact manner did I rehearse my introduction to the
archbishop's palace, and my discharge therefrom, to the infinite
amusement of his Portuguese lordship. To be sure, in telling the
truth, I did not keep my word, for I could not help launching out a
little at the archbishop's expense, in spite of my solemn promise
given to Melchior. But the best of the joke was, that Laura, taking
my story for a fiction invented after her example, burst out into
peals of laughter; whereas the whimsicality of the circumstance would
have raised a soberer mirth, had she known it to have been alloyed
with the base ingredient of veracity.
After having come to the end of my tale, which closed with just
mentioning the lodging I had taken, dinner was announced. I
instantly motioned to withdraw, as if intending to take that frugal
meal at home; but Laura would not hear of it. Do you mean to affront
me, brother? said she. You must dine here. Indeed I cannot think of
your staying any longer at a paltry inn. You must positively board
and lodge in my house. Send your trunks hither this very evening;
there is a spare bed for you.
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