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
But our Neapolitan was not so easily to be driven from his
strongholds. Observing to what a pitch of savage zeal I carried my
integrity, and that I was up every morning time enough to enter in my
books the exact quantity of meat that came from market, he abandoned
the practice of sending it off by wholesale; yet the plunderer did
not therefore contract the scale of his demands on the animal
creation. He was cunning enough to make it as broad as it was long,
by arranging the services with so much the more profusion. Thus,
what was sent down again untouched being his property by culinary
common law, he had nothing to do but to pamper up his pet with
victuals ready dressed, instead of giving her the trouble of cooking
for herself. The devil will levy his due out of every transaction,
so that the count was very little the better for his paragon of a
steward. The unbounded prodigality in our style of setting out a
table, even to a surfeiting degree, was a plain hint to me of what
was going forward: I therefore took upon myself to retrench the
superfluities of every course. This, however, was done with so
judicious a hand, that there was nothing like parsimony to be
discovered. No one would ever have missed what was taken away; and
yet the expense was reduced very considerably by a well-regulated
economy. That was just what my employer wanted; good housewifery,
but a magnificent establishment. There was a love of saving at the
bottom, but a taste for grandeur was the ostensible passion.
Abuses seldom exist alone. The wine flowed too freely. If, for
instance, there were a dozen gentlemen at his lordship's table, the
consumption was seldom less than fifty, sometimes sixty bottles.
This was strange, and looked as if there was more in it than met the
lips of the guests. Hereupon I consulted my oracle of the scullery,
whence I derived most of my wisdom; for he brought me a faithful
account of all that was said and done in the kitchen, where they had
not the least suspicion of him. It seemed that the havoc of which I
complained proceeded from a new confederacy between the clerk of the
kitchen, the cook, and the under butler. The latter carried off the
bottles half full, and shared their contents with his allies. I
spoke to him on the subject, threatening to turn him and all the
footmen under him out of doors at a minute's warning, if ever they
did the like again. The hint was understood, and the evil remedied.
I took especial care lest the slightest of my services should be lost
upon my master, who overwhelmed me with commendations, and took a
greater liking to me every day. On my part, as a reward to the
scullion, he was promoted to the situation next under the cook.
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