The Adventures of Gil Blas of Santillane, Volume 2 (of 3) — John Shaqi
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
As she uttered these words, she caught at the wax light on the table;
then ran through all the apartments one after another, without
finding either her attendants or her sister. She remarked, too, that
all their personals and wardrobe were carried off. With such a
comment on her hasty suspicions, she came up to me, and said, in the
hurried accent of suspense and perturbation, Traitor! add not
hypocrisy to your other crimes. Chance has not brought you hither.
You are in the train of Don Ferdinand de Leyva, and are an accomplice
in his guilt. But hope not to escape; there are still people enough
about me to secure you. Madam, said I, do not confound me with your
enemies. Don Ferdinand de Leyva is a stranger to me; I do not even
know who you are. You see before you an outcast, whom an affair of
honor has compelled to fly from Madrid; and I swear by whatever is
most sacred among men, that had not a storm overtaken me, I should
never have set my foot over your threshold. Entertain, then, a more
favorable opinion of me. So far from suspecting me for an accomplice
in any plot against you, believe me ready to enlist in your defence,
and to revenge your wrongs. These last words, and still more the
sincere tone in which they were delivered, convinced the lady of my
innocence, and she seemed no longer to look on me as her enemy; but
if her anger abated, it was only that her grief might sway more
absolutely. She began weeping most bitterly. Her tears called forth
my sympathy, and my affliction was scarcely less poignant than her
own, though the cause of this contagious sorrow was still to be
ascertained. Yet it was not enough to mingle my tears with hers; in
my impatience to become her defender and avenger, an impulse of
terrific fury came over me. Madam, exclaimed I, what outrage have
you sustained? Let me know it, and your injuries are mine. Would
you have me hunt out Don Ferdinand, and stab him to the heart? Only
tell me on whom your justice would fall, and they shall suffer. You
have only to give the word. Whatever dangers, whatever certain evils
may be attendant on the execution of your orders, the unknown, whom
you thought to be in league with your enemies, will brave them all in
your cause.
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