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
The entertainment had been prepared by the governor's cooks; and that
is as much as to say that there were all the delicacies imaginable,
in season or out of season. The good wines laid in for me by Master
Joachim were set running at a furious rate; the guests were beginning
to feel their jovial influence, pleasantry and repartee gave a zest
to conviviality, when on a sudden our harmony was interrupted by an
alarming occurrence. My secretary, being in the hall where I was
dining with Don Alphonso's principal officers and Seraphina's women,
suddenly fainted. I started up and ran to his assistance; and, while
I was employed in bringing him about, one of the women was taken ill
also. It was evident to the whole company that this sympathetic
malady must involve some mysterious incident, as in effect it turned
out, almost immediately, that thereby hung a tale; for Scipio soon
recovered, and said to me in a low voice, Why must one man's meat be
another man's poison, and the most auspicious of your days the curse
of mine? But every man bears the bundle of his sins upon his back,
and my pack-saddle is once more thrown across my shoulders in the
person of my wife.
Powers of mercy! exclaimed I, this can never be! It is all a
romance. What! you the husband of that lady whose nerves were so
affected by the disturbance? Yes, sir, answered he, I am her
husband; and fortune, if you will take the word of a sinner, could
not have done me a dirtier office than by conjuring up such a
grievance as this. I know not, my friend, replied I, what reasons
you may have for thus belaboring your rib with wordy buffets; but
however she maybe to blame, in mercy keep a bridle on your tongue; if
you have any regard for me, do not displace the mirth and spoil the
pleasure of this nuptial meeting by ominous disorder or enraged
questions of past injuries. You shall have no reason to complain on
that score, rejoined Scipio, but shall see presently whether I am not
a very apt dissembler.
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