The Fool Errant: Being the Memoirs of Francis-Anthony Strelley, Esq., Citizen of LuccaHewlett, Maurice
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The Fool Errant: Being the Memoirs of Francis-Anthony Strelley, Esq., Citizen of Lucca
Hewlett, Maurice
Historical fiction
Virginia got up. "Sleep you here, my soul, I will go out and see how the
land lies. Before morning I will see you again." She clasped me to her
bosom and kissed me fondly, then went quickly out, as swift and salient
in her joy as a keen wind of spring that carries health in its forceful
pride. I slept profoundly until daylight, little knowing what her
immediate errand was.
CHAPTER XXX
I MARRY AND GO TO LUCCA
Virginia was pleased to be very mysterious on the subject of our
marriage, keeping me in the Sagrestia for three or four days, visiting
me only to give me food and such news as she cared to impart. She told
me, for instance, that Professor Lanfranchi had undoubtedly arrived in
Florence, and that he was staying with Aurelia at the Villa San Giorgio.
As to our own affair, she said that everything was in good train. She
had found a church and a priest in the Ghetto; she would need a little
money--not very much--and promised, directly the coast was clear, to get
me over to that safe quarter. To be done with this part of my history,
so she did, and was made mine in the church of Sant' Andrea on October
24, 1724, three years, almost to a day, since my arrival in Padua in
1721. I took her back to a mean lodging in that meanest part of
Florence, and spent three days with her there alone. I then wrote to my
father, as I felt bound in duty to do--fully, unreservedly, with candour
and, I hope, modesty. I wrote to Father Carnesecchi, to Professor
Lanfranchi. Such money as I could consider mine by right I converted
into cash; the rest, which I thought to be my father's--being that share
of my monthly allowance which I had received after I had decided to
disobey him--I returned by bills of exchange to his London bankers. I
believe that, on the day of my departure from Florence, I stood up
possessed of some fifty guineas--no great capital upon which a man and
his young wife could begin the world. Nor had I any great idea how I
should increase or husband my little store. But I was young, zealous,
proud. I believed in myself, I loved Virginia. In a word, as always
happened to me, I looked studiously forward, and was happy. As for her,
she hardly touched the ground with her feet when she walked. You never
saw so radiant a creature.
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