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
No sooner had the muleteer let me into this secret, than, in spite of
the hunger which raged within me, my appetite left me completely in
the lurch. I conceived, in all the horrors of extreme loathing, that
I had been eating a cat dressed up as the double of a rabbit; and the
fricassee had no longer any power over my senses, except by producing
a strong inclination to retch. My companion did not lessen my
tendency that way, by telling me that the innkeepers in Spain, as
well as the pastry-cooks, were very much in the habit of making that
substitution. The drift of the conversation was, as you may
perceive, very much in the nature of a lenitive to my stomach; so
much so, that I had no mind to meddle any more with the dish of
undefinables, nor even to make an attack upon the roast meat, for
fear the mutton should have performed its duty by deputy as well as
the rabbit. I jumped up from table, cursing the cookery, the cook,
and the whole establishment; then, throwing myself down upon the
sofa, I passed the night with less nausea than might reasonably have
been expected. The day following, with the dawn, after having paid
the reckoning with as princely an air as if we had been treated like
princes, away went I from Illescas, bearing my faculties so strongly
impregnated with fricassee, that I took every animal which crossed
the road, of whatever species or dimensions, for a cat.
We got to Madrid betimes, where I had no sooner settled with my
carrier, than I hired a ready-furnished lodging near the Sun-gate.
My eyes, though accustomed to the great world, were, nevertheless,
dazzled by the concourse of nobility which was ordinarily seen in the
quarter of the court. I admired the prodigious number of carriages,
and the countless list of gentlemen, pages, gentlemen's gentlemen,
and plain, downright footmen, in the train of the grandees. My
admiration exceeded all bounds on going to the king's levee, and
beholding the monarch in the midst of his court. The effect of the
scene was enchanting, and I said to myself, It is no wonder they
should say that one must see the court of Madrid, to form an adequate
idea of its magnificence: I am delighted to have directed my course
hither, and feel a sort of prescience within me that I shall not come
away without taking fortune by surprise. I caught nothing napping,
however, but my own prudence, in making some thriftless, expensive
acquaintance. My money oozed away in the rapid thaw of my propriety
and better judgment, so that it became a measure of expedient
degradation to throw away my transcendent merit on a pedagogue of
Salamanca, whom some family lawsuit or other concern had brought to
Madrid, where he was born, and where chance, more whimsical than
wise, thrust me within the horizon of his knowledge. I became his
right hand, his prime, principal agent, and dogged him at the heels
to the university when he returned thither.
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