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
How do you manage for a subsistence, then? said I. You must of
course have means of your own. These they represented as very
slender; but that, fortunately for them, they lodged with a
kind-hearted widow, who boarded them on tick, at the rate of a
hundred pistoles a year for each. These anecdotes of a court life,
not one of which escaped me, completely ventilated all the rising
fumes of pride. It could not be supposed that more consideration
would be shown to me than to others, and consequently there was
nothing to be so puffed up with in my post; there seemed to be much
cry and little wool--a discovery which rendered it expedient to
husband my finances with a narrower economy. A picture like this was
enough to cure my taste for treating. I repented not having left
these secretaries to find their own supper; for they played a most
cruel knife and fork at mine! and, when the bill was brought, I
squabbled with the landlord about the charges.
We parted at midnight; and the early breaking up was to be laid at my
door; for I did not propose another bottle. They went home to their
widow, and I withdrew to my magnificent lodgings, which I was now mad
with myself for having taken, and was fully determined to give up at
the month's end. My bed of down was now converted into a couch of
thorns; sleep had abandoned his narcotic tenement, and sold the
fee-simple of my repose to the demon of eternal wakefulness. The
remainder of the night was passed in contriving not to serve the
state too patriotically. For that purpose I bethought me of
Monteser's good counsel. I got up with the intention of making my
bow to Don Rodrigo de Calderona. My present temper was just pat to
the purpose of ingratiating myself with so high and mighty a
gentleman, whose patronage was indispensable to my existence. I
therefore presented my person in that secretary's antechamber.
His apartments communicated with the duke's, and rivalled them in the
lustre of their decorations. The field officer could scarcely be
distinguished from the subaltern by any outward distinction in his
paraphernalia. I sent in my name as Don Valerio's successor; but
that did not hinder me from being kept kicking my heels for a good
hour. Trusty but novice officer of the king, said I, while
ruminating on court manners, learn a lesson of patience, if so please
you. You must begin with showing paces yourself, and afterwards make
others bite the bridle.
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