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
Accordingly the old man dropped the subject; but for all that, there
was a general misgiving in his breast, and it would sometimes light
upon me: taking precautions, therefore, against our further attacks,
he had a new lock put to his strong box, and always carried the key
in his pocket. By these means, an embargo being laid on our traffic
with the bags, we looked excessively foolish, especially Gaspard,
who, being unable any longer to keep his nymph in her usual style,
knew very well that he was likely to be tossed out of her window. He
had, however, invention enough to devise an expedient for keeping his
head above water a few days longer; and that was neither more nor
less than to get into his clutches, in the form of a loan, my
dividend on the joint stock of the strong box. I refunded to the
last farthing; and this restitution, it is to be hoped, may be set
off as an anticipated act of justice to the old draper, in the person
of his heir.
The young man, having exhausted this scanty supply, and desperate of
any other, fell into a deep melancholy, and into ultimate
derangement. He no longer looked on his father in any other light
than as the bane of his life.. His frenzy broke out into the most
dreadful projects; so that, without listening to the voice of
consanguinity or nature, the wretch conceived the impious design of
poisoning him. He was not content with making me privy to the
atrocious design, but even proposed to render me the instrument of
parricide. At the very thought, my blood ran cold within me. Sir,
said I, is it possible that you are so rejected of heaven as to have
formed this horrid plot? What! is it in your nature to murder the
author of your existence? Shall Spain, the favored abode of the
Christian faith, bear witness to the commission of a crime, at the
first blush of. which transatlantic savages would recoil with
horror? No, my dear master, added I, throwing myself on my knees,
no, you will not be guilty of an action which would raise the hand of
all mankind against you, and be overtaken by an infamous punishment.
I pressed many arguments beside on Gaspard, to dissuade him from so
fearful an enterprise. How the deuce I came by all the moral and
religious topics which I brought to act against the fortress of his
despair, is more than I can account for; but it is certain that I
preached like a doctor of Salamanca, though a mere stripling, born of
a gypsy fortune-teller. And yet it was to no purpose that I
suggested the duty of communing with his own better resolutions, and
stoutly wrestling with the fiend who was lying in wait for his
immortal soul; my pious eloquence was dissipated into air. His head
hung sullenly on his bosom, and his tongue uttered no sound, in
answer to all my mollifying exhortations, so that there was every
reason to conclude he would not swerve from his purpose.
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