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
While we were talking after this fashion, Don Cæsar came in. His joy
was not less than his son's at the sight of me; and being informed of
the family obligations, he again pressed me to accept of the annuity,
which I again refused. When the writings were drawn, the father and
son made the assignment their joint act and deed, transferring to me
the fee simple, and putting me in immediate possession. My secretary
half stared the eyes out of his head when I told him we had a landed
estate of our own, and how we came by it. What is the value of this
little freehold? says he. Five hundred ducats per annum, answered I;
and the farm in high cultivation, within a ring fence. I have often
been there during my stewardship. There is a small house on the
banks of the Guadalaviar, in a little hamlet, surrounded by a
charming country.
What pleases me better than all, cried Scipio, is, that we shall have
plenty of sporting, rare living, and excellent wine. Come, master,
let us leave this crowded city, and hasten to our hermitage. I long
to be there as much as you can do, answered I; but I must first go to
the Asturias. My father and mother are not in comfortable
circumstances. They shall therefore end their days with me at
Lirias. Heaven, perhaps, has thrown this windfall in my way to try
my filial duty, and would punish me for the neglect of it. Scipio
approved my purpose, and urged its speedy execution. Yes, my friend,
said I, we will set out as soon as possible. I shall consider it as
my dear delight to share the gifts of fortune with the authors of my
existence. We shall soon be settled in our country retreat; and then
will I write these two Latin verses over the door of my farmhouse, in
letters of gold, for the pious edification of my rustic neighbors:--
Inveni portum. Spes et fortuna, valete.
Sat me lusistis; ludite nunc alios.
BOOK THE TENTH.
_CHAPTER I._
_GIL BLAS SETS OUT FOR THE ASTURIAS, AND PASSES THROUGH VALLADOLID,
WHERE HE GOES TO SEE HIS OLD MASTER, DOCTOR SANGRADO. BY ACCIDENT,
HE COMES ACROSS SIGNOR MANUEL ORDONNEZ, GOVERNOR OF THE HOSPITAL._
Just as I was arranging matters to take my departure from Madrid, and
go with Scipio to the Asturias, Paul V. gave the Duke of Lerma a
cardinal's hat. This pope, wishing to establish the inquisition in
the kingdom of Naples, invested the minister with the purple, and by
that means hoped to bring King Philip over to so pious and
praiseworthy a design. Those who were best acquainted with this new
member of the sacred college, thought, much like myself, that the
church was in a fair way for apostolical purity, after so ghostly an
acquisition.
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