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
I was very near fainting with surprise and joy at this promise of
Zendono, who, concluding from my acknowledgments that my very life
depended on my rescue, had the effrontery to carry me off next day in
the face of the whole town, by the following device: He told the lady
abbess that he had orders to take me before the corregidor, who was
at his country box a few miles off; and, without betraying himself by
a single change of countenance, packed me off with him for my
companion, in a post-chaise drawn by two good mules, which he had
bought for the occasion. Our only attendant was the driver, a
servant of his own, and entirely devoted to the steward by stronger
ties than those of gratitude. We began bowling away, not in the
direction of Madrid, as I had taken for granted, but towards the
frontiers of Portugal, whither we got in less time than it took the
corregidor of Zamora to receive the deposition of our flight, and
uncouple his pack or set them barking at our heels.
Before we entered Braganza, the Biscayan made me put on man's
clothes, with which he had taken the precaution of providing himself.
Reckoning on me as being fairly launched in the same boat with him,
he said to me in the inn where we put up, Lovely Laura, do not take
it unkindly of me to have brought you into Portugal. The corregidor
of Zamora will make our own country too hot to hold us, for in his
eyes we are two criminals, under the weight of whose enormities it is
not for Spain to groan. But we may set his malice at defiance in
this distant realm, though at the present conjuncture under the
dominion of the Spanish monarchy. At least we shall stand a better
chance for safety here than at home. League your fortunes with those
of a man who would follow you in prosperity or in adversity through
the world. Let us fix our residence at Coimbra. There I will get
employed as a spy for the Inquisition; under the cover of that
formidable tribunal--a refreshing shade for us, but Cimmerian
darkness to its victims--our days will glide smoothly on in ease and
pleasure, and we shall fatten on the spoil of religious delinquency.
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