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
It was particularly my wish to see Toledo: and I got thither after
three days' journey. My quarters were at a respectable house of
entertainment, where I was taken for a gentleman of some figure,
under favor of my best clothes, in which I did not fail to bedizen
myself. With the pick-tooth carelessness of a lounger, the
affectation of a puppy, and the pertness of a wit, it remained with
me to dictate the terms of an arrangement with some very pretty women
who infested that neighborhood; but, as a hint had been given me that
the pocket was the high road to their good graces, my amorous
enthusiasm was a little flattered, and, as it was no part of my plan
to domesticate myself in any one place, after having seen all the
lions at Toledo, I started one morning with the dawn, and took the
road to Cuença, intending to go to Arragon. On the second day I went
into an inn which stood open to receive me by the road side. Just as
I was beginning to recruit the carnal department of my nature, in
came a party belonging to the Holy Brotherhood. These gentlemen
called for wine, and set in for a drinking bout. Over their cups
they were conning the description of a young man, whom they had
orders to arrest. The spark, said one of them, is not above three
and twenty: he has long black hair, is well grown, with an aquiline
nose, and rides a bay horse.
I heard their talk without seeming to be a listener; and, in fact,
did not trouble my head much about it. They remained in their
quarters, and I pursued my journey. Scarcely had I gone a quarter of
a mile, before I met a young gentleman on horseback, as personable as
need be, and mounted as described by the officers. Faith and troth,
thought I within myself, this is the very identical man. Black hair
and an aquiline nose! One cannot help doing a good office when it
comes in one's way. Sir, said I, give me leave to ask you whether
you have not some disagreeable business on your hands? The young
man, without returning any answer, looked at me from head to foot,
and seemed startled at my question. I assured him it was not wanton
curiosity that induced me to address him. He was satisfied of that
when I related all I had heard at the inn. My unknown benefactor,
said he, I will not deny to you that I have reason to believe myself
actually the person of whom the officers are in quest; therefore I
shall take another road to avoid them. In my opinion, answered I, it
would be better to look out for a spot where you may be in safety,
and under shelter from a storm which is brewing, and will soon pour
down upon our heads. Without loss of time we discovered and made for
a row of trees, forming a natural avenue, which led us to the foot of
a mountain, where we found a hermitage.
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