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
Such speeches and corresponding actions deserved some scanty comfort.
She smoothed a little the rugged path of love. Sir, said she, what I
have just been telling you need not quite quench your hope. Your
rival, it is true, is in possession of the ground. He comes back and
fore as he pleases. He toys with her as often as he likes; but all
that is in your favor. The habit of constant intercourse sheds a
languor over their meetings. They part without pain, and come
together without emotion. One would take them for man and wife. In
a word, my mistress has no marks of violent love for Don Austin.
Besides, in point of person, there is such a difference between you
and him as cannot fail to catch the eye of a nice observer like Donna
Helena. Therefore do not be cast down. Continue your particular
attentions. You shall have a second in me. I shall let no
opportunity escape of pointing out to my mistress the merit of all
your exertions to please her. In vain shall she intrench herself
behind reserve. In spite of guard and garrison, I will ransack the
muster-roll of her sentiments.
Now were my open attacks and secret ambuscades more fiercely pointed
against the daughter of Don George. Among the rest, I entertained
her with a serenade. After the concert, Felicia, to sound her
mistress, begged to know how she had been entertained. The singer
had a good voice, said Donna Helena. But how did you like the words?
replied the abigail. I scarcely noted them, returned the lady; the
music engrossed my whole attention. The poetry excited as little
curiosity as its author. If that is the case, exclaimed the
chambermaid, poor Don Gaston de Cogollos is reckoning without his
host; and a miserable spendthrift of his glances, to be always ogling
at our lattice-work. Perhaps it may not be he, said the mistress,
with petrifying indifference, but some other spark, announcing his
passion by this concert. Excuse me, answered Felicia, it is Don
Gaston himself, who accosted me this morning in the street, and
implored me to assure you how he adored, in defiance of your rigorous
repulses; but that he should esteem himself the most blest of mortals
if you would allow him to soothe his desponding thoughts by all the
most delicate and impassioned attentions. Judge now if I can be
mistaken, after so open an avowal.
Don George's daughter changed countenance at once, and said to her
servant, with a severe frown. You might well have dispensed with the
relation of this impertinent discourse. Bring me no more such idle
tales; and tell this young madman, when next he accosts you, to play
off his shallow artifices on some more accommodating fool; but, at
all events, let him choose a more gentlemanly recreation than that of
lounging all day at his window, and prying into the privacy of my
apartment.
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