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 felt somewhat encouraged by these assurances; but, flattering as
they were, I was not without my uneasiness as to the employment,
which the corsair held out as a nameless but invaluable boon. When
we arrived in the port of Algiers, a great number of persons were
collected to receive us; and we had not yet disembarked, when they
uttered a thousand shouts of joy. Add to this, that the air reëchoed
with a confused sound of trumpets, of Moorish flutes, and of other
instruments, the fashion of that country, forming a symphony of
deafening clangor, but very doubtful harmony. The occasion of these
rejoicings proceeded from a false report, which had been current
about the town. It had been the general talk that the renegado
Mahomet--meaning our amiable pirate--had lost his life in the attack
of a large Genoese vessel; so that all his friends, informed of his
return, were eager to hail him with these thundering demonstrations
of attachment.
We had no sooner set foot on shore, than my companions and myself
were conducted to the palace of the bashaw Soliman, where a Christian
secretary, questioning us individually one after another, inquired
into our names, our ages, our country, our religion, and our
qualifications. Then Mahomet, presenting me to the bashaw, paid my
voice more compliments than it deserved, and told him that I played
on the guitar with a most ravishing expression. This was enough to
influence Soliman in his choice of me for his own immediate service.
I took up my abode therefore in his seraglio. The other captives
were led into the public market, and sold there at the usual rate of
Christian cattle. What Mahomet had foretold to me on shipboard was
completely verified; my condition was exactly to my mind. I was not
consigned to the stronghold of a prison, nor kept to any works of
oppressive labor. My indulgent master stationed me in a particular
quarter, with five or six slaves of superior rank, who were in
momentary expectation of being ransomed, and were therefore favored
in the distribution of our tasks. The care of watering the
orange-trees and flowers in the gardens was allotted as my portion.
There could not be a more agreeable or less fatiguing employment.
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