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
We took the road for Leon, afterwards that of Valencia; and,
continuing our journey by short stages, arrived on the evening of the
tenth day at the town of Segorba, whence early on the morrow we
repaired to my seat, at the distance of very little more than three
leagues. In proportion as we approached nearer, it was amusing to
see with what a longing eye my secretary looked at all the estates
which lay in our way, to the right and left of the road. Whenever he
caught a glimpse of any which bespoke the rank and opulence of its
owner, he never missed pointing at it with his finger, and wishing
that were the place of our retreat.
I know not, my good friend, said I, what idea you have formed of our
habitation; but if you have taken it into your head that ours is a
magnificent house, with the domain of a great landed proprietor, I
warn you in time that you are laying much too flattering an unction
to your vanity.
If you have no mind to be the dupe of a warm imagination, figure to
yourself the little ornamented cottage which Horace fitted up near
Tibur, in the country of the Sabines, on a small farm, the fee-simple
of which was given him by Mæcenas. Don Alphonso has made me just
such another present, more as a token of affection than for the value
of the thing. Then I must expect to see nothing but a dirty hovel!
exclaimed Scipio. Bear in mind, replied I, that I have always given
you quite an unvarnished description of my place; and now, even at
this moment, you may judge for yourself whether I have not stuck to
truth and nature in my representations. Just carry your eye along
the course of the Guadalaviar, and observe at a little distance from
the further bank, near that hamlet, consisting of nine or ten
tenements, a house with four small turrets: that is my mansion.
The deuce and all! stammered out my secretary, short-breathed with
sudden admiration: why, that house is one of the prettiest things in
nature. Besides the castellated air which those turrets give it, all
the beauties of situation and architecture, fertility of soil, and
perfection of landscape, combine to rival or excel the immediate
neighborhood of Seville, complimented as it is for its picturesque
attractions by the appellation of an earthly paradise. Had we chosen
the place of our settlement for ourselves, it could not have been
more to my taste: a river meanders through the grounds, distilling
plenty and verdure from its fertilizing bosom; the leafy honors of an
umbrageous wood invite the mid-day walk, and qualify the temperature
of the seasons. What a heavenly abode of solitude and contemplation!
Ah! my dear master, we shall act very foolishly if we are in a hurry
to run away from our happiness. I am delighted, answered I, that you
are so well satisfied with the retreat provided for us, though yet
acquainted with only a small part of its attractions.
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