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
sieve and shears, and erect figures for the taking in of shadows with
a glass.
Torribio, concluding that so well provided a girl would be a very
advantageous match for a man like himself, who could scarcely scrape
wherewithal to support life by his own profession, though he was as
good a thief-taker as the best of them, made her an offer of
marriage, and she was nothing loath, nor prudishly coy. They flew on
the wings of inclination and convenience to Toledo, where they were
joined together; and you behold in me the happy pledge of holy and
lawful matrimony. They fixed themselves in a shop on the outskirts
of the town; where my mother commenced her career by selling the said
washes, creams, tapes, laces, silk, thread, toys, and pedler's ware;
but trade not being brisk enough to live comfortably by it, she
turned fortune-teller. This drew her customers, got her countenance,
credit, crowns, and pistoles: a thousand dupes of either sex soon
trumpeted up the reputation of Cosclina; for so my gypsy mamma had
the honor to be named. Some one or other came every day to bargain
for the exercise of her skill in the black art; at one time a nephew
at his wit's and purse's end, wanting to know how soon his uncle was
to set off post for the other world, and leave behind him wherewithal
to piece his worn-out fortunes; at another, some yielding, lovesick
girl, to inquire whether the swain who kept her company, and had
promised to marry her, would keep his word or be false-hearted.
You will take notice, if you please, that my mother always sold good
luck for good money: if the accomplishment trod on the heels of the
prediction, well and good; if it was fulfilled according to the rule
of contraries, she was always cool, though the parties were ever so
violently in a passion, and told them plainly that it was her
familiar's fault, not hers; for though she paid him the highest
wages, and bound him by potent spells to stir up the caldron of
futurity from the bottom, like earthly cooks, he would sometimes be
careless or out of humor, and apportion the ingredients wrongly.
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