The Adventures of Gil Blas of Santillane, Volume 3 (of 3)Le Sage, Alain René
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The Adventures of Gil Blas of Santillane, Volume 3 (of 3)
Le Sage, Alain René
Adventure and adventurers -- Fiction; Blas, Gil (Fictitious character) -- Fiction
This intelligence filled me with sincere rapture. I was shown to the
fourth side of the square, and feasted with an intellectual banquet.
Don Cæsar's room I immediately determined to make my own. That
nobleman's bed was still there, with correspondent furniture,
consisting of historical tapestry, representing the rape of the
Sabine women by the Romans. From the bedchamber, I went into a
closet fitted up with low bookcases well filled, and over them the
portraits of the Spanish kings. Near a window whence you command a
prospect of a most bewitching country, there was an ebony
writing-desk and a large sofa, covered with black morocco. But I
gave my attention principally to the library. It was composed of
philosophers, poets, historians, and abounded in romances. Don Cæsar
seemed to give the preference to that light reading, if one might
judge by the profusion of supply. I must own, to my shame, that my
taste was not at all above the level of those productions,
notwithstanding the extravagances they delight in stringing together;
whether it was owing to my not being a very critical reader at that
time, or because the Spaniards are naturally addicted to the
marvellous. I must nevertheless plead, in my own justification, that
I was alive to the charms of a sprightly and popular morality, and
that Lucian, Horace, and Erasmus became my favorite and standard
authors.
My friend, said I to Scipio, when my eyes had coursed over my
library, here is wherewithal to feed and pamper our minds; but our
present business is to reform our household. On that subject I can
spare you a great deal of trouble, answered he. During your absence
I have sifted your people thoroughly, and flatter myself it is no
empty boast to say that I know them. Let us begin with Master
Joachim: I take him to be as great a scoundrel as ever breathed, and
have no doubt but he was turned away from the archbishop's for errors
which were too great to be excepted in the passing of his accounts.
Yet we must keep him for two reasons: the first, because he is a good
cook; and the second, because I shall always have an eye over him; I
shall peep into his actions like a jackdaw into a marrow-bone, and he
must be a more cunning fellow than I take him for, to evade my
vigilance. I have already told him that you intended discharging
three fourths of your establishment. This declaration stuck in his
stomach; and he assured me that, owing to his extreme desire of
living with you, he would be satisfied with half his present wages
rather than be turned off, which made me suspect that he was tied to
the string of some petticoat in the hamlet, and did not like to break
up his quarters. As for the under-cook, he is a drunkard, and the
porter a foul-mouthed Cerberus, of whose guardianship our gates are
in no want; neither is the game-keeper a necessary evil. I shall
take the latter office myself, as you may see to-morrow, when we have
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