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
One thing more was wanting to my complete intoxication--that Fabricio
might be witness to my pomp. He was, most probably, come back from
Andalusia. For the fun of surprising him, I sent an anonymous note,
importing that a Sicilian nobleman of his acquaintance would be glad
of his company to supper, with the day, hour, and place of
appointment, which was at my house. Nunez came, and was most
inordinately astonished to recognize me in the Sicilian nobleman.
Yes, my friend, said I, behold the master of this family. I have a
retinue, a good table, and a strong box besides. Is it possible,
exclaimed he with vivacity, that all this opulence should be yours?
It was well done in me to have placed you with Count Galiano. I told
you beforehand that he was a generous nobleman, and would not be long
before he set you at your ease. Of course you followed my wise
advice, in giving the rein a little more freely to your servants; you
find the benefit of it. It is only by a little mutual accommodation,
that the principal officers in great houses feather their nests so
comfortably.
I suffered Fabricio to go on as long as he liked, complimenting
himself for having introduced me to Count Galiano. When he had done,
to chastise his ecstasies at having procured me so good a post, I
stated at full length the returns of gratitude with which that
nobleman had recompensed my services. But, perceiving how ready my
poet was to string his lyre to satire at my recital, I said to him,
The Sicilian's contemptible conduct I readily forgive. Between
ourselves, it is more a subject of congratulation than of regret. If
the count had dealt honorably by me, I should have followed him into
Sicily, where I should still be in a subordinate capacity, waiting
for dead men's shoes. In a word, I should not now have been hand in
glove with the Duke of Lerma.
Nunez felt so strange a sensation at these last words, that he was
tongue-tied for some seconds. Then gulping up his stammering accents
like harlequin, Did I hear aright? said he. What! you hand in glove
with the prime minister? I on one side, and Don Rodrigo de Calderona
on the other, answered I; and according to all appearance, my
fortunes will move higher. Truly, replied he, this is admirable.
You are cut out for every occasion. What a universal genius! To
borrow an expression from the tennis-court, you have a racket for
every ball; nothing comes amiss to you. At all events, my lord, I am
sincerely rejoiced at your lordship's prosperity. The deuce and all,
Master Nunez! interrupted I; good now, dispense with your lords and
lordships. Let us banish such formalities, and live on equal terms
together. You are in the right, replied he; altered circumstances
should not make strange faces. I will own my weakness; when you
announced your elevation, you took away my breath; but the chill and
the shudder are over, and I see only my old friend Gil Blas.
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