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
Neither were my senses proof against so dazzling a display. I forgot
my errand as proxy, and spoke on my own private individual account,
with the enthusiasm of a raw recruit in the tender passion. The dear
little creature, whose wit sounded in my ears with three times its
actual acuteness, under favor of her natural endowments, made a
complete conquest of me by her prattle, I began to launch out into
foolish raptures, when the aunt, to bring me to my bearings, led the
conversation to the point in hand: Signor de Santillane, I shall deal
very explicitly with you. On the high encomiums I have heard of your
character, you have been admitted here without the affectation of
making much ado about trifles: but do not imagine that your views are
the nearer their termination for that. Hitherto I have brought my
niece up in retirement, and you are, as it were, the very first male
creature on whom she has ever set eyes. If you deem her worthy of
being your wife, I shall feel myself highly honored by the alliance:
it is for you to consider whether those terms suit you; but you
cannot have her on cheaper.
This was proceeding to business with a vengeance! It put little
Cupid to flight at once: or else he was just going to try one of his
sharpest arrows upon me. But a truce with the Pantheon! A marriage
so bluntly proposed dispelled the fairy vision: I sunk back at once
into the count's plodding agent, and changing my tone, answered
Signora Mencia thus: Madam, your frankness delights me, and I will
meet it half way. Whatever rank I may hold at court, lower than the
highest is too low for the peerless Catalina. A far more brilliant
offer waits her acceptance; the Prince of Spain shall be thrown into
her toils. Surely it was enough to have refused my niece, replied
the aunt, sarcastically; such compliments are sufficiently unpleasing
to our sex; it could not be necessary to make us your unfeeling
sport. I really am not in so merry a mood, madam, exclaimed I: it is
a plain matter of fact; I am commissioned to look out for a young
lady, of merit sufficient to engage the prince's heart, and receive
his private visits; the object of my search is in your house, and
here his royal highness shall fix his quarters.
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