The History and Remarkable Life of the Truly Honourable Colonel Jacque, Commonly Called Colonel JackDefoe, Daniel
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The History and Remarkable Life of the Truly Honourable Colonel Jacque, Commonly Called Colonel Jack
Defoe, Daniel
Adventure stories, English; England -- Social life and customs -- 18th century -- Fiction; Picaresque fiction
I told him I knew it was not the custom in Spain for a stranger to make
presents to the ladies, and that I would not in the least doubt but
that, whatever the ladies of his family required as proper for their
use, he would appropriate to them as he thought fit; but that there
were two little boxes in the parcel which my wife with her own hand had
directed to the ladies; and I begged he would be pleased with his own
hand to give them in my wife’s name, as directed; that I was only the
messenger, but that I could not be honest if I did not discharge myself
of the trust reposed in me.
These were the two boxes of ribands and lace, which, knowing the nicety
of the ladies in Spain, or rather of the Spaniards about their women, I
had made my wife pack up, and directed with her own hand, as I have
said.
He smiled, and told me it was true the Spaniards did not ordinarily
admit so much freedom among the women as other nations; but he hoped,
he said, I would not think the Spaniards thought all their women
whores, or that all Spaniards were jealous of their wives; that, as to
my present, since he had agreed to accept of it, I should have the
direction of what part I pleased to his wife and daughters; for he had
three daughters.
Here I strained courtesies again, and told him by no means; I would
direct nothing of that kind. I only begged that he would with his own
hand present to his donna, or lady, the present designed her by my
wife, and that he would present it in her name, now living in Virginia.
He was extremely pleased with the nicety I used; and I saw him present
it to her accordingly, and could see, at the opening of it, that she
was extremely pleased with the present itself, as indeed might very
well be, for in that country it was worth a very considerable sum of
money.
Though I was used with an uncommon friendship before, and nothing could
well be desired more, yet the grateful sense I showed of it in the
magnificence of this present was not lost, and the whole family
appeared sensible of it; so that I must allow that presents, where they
can be made in such a manner, are not without their influence, where
the persons were not at all mercenary either before or after.
I had here now a most happy and comfortable retreat, though it was a
kind of an exile. Here I enjoyed everything I could think of that was
agreeable and pleasant, except only a liberty of going home, which, for
that reason perhaps, was the only thing I desired in the world; for the
grief of one absent comfort is oftentimes capable of embittering all
the other enjoyments in the world.
Here I enjoyed the moments which I had never before known how to
employ—I mean that here I learned to look back upon a long ill-spent
life, blessed with infinite advantage, which I had no heart given me
till now to make use of, and here I found just reflections were the
utmost felicity of human life.
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