“Walk in, Sir Knight, with your lady,” said the housekeeper, “you are
both most welcome. I only regret that my master is not at home to
receive you. He would spare nothing to entertain you as you appear to
deserve; but in his absence I will take upon me to perform his part in
the best manner I am able.”
She then conducted the lady into a fine chamber, with a noble bed in it,
the furniture of which was but half finished, that the old man might
have no cause of suspicion. Every thing being in readiness, such as
perfumed sheets, soft pillows, and a satin-pinked quilt, the lady was
soon put to bed, still complaining of the obstinacy of her disorder. The
housekeeper and the duenna, equally disposed to good works, heated some
flannels, which, as fast as they were brought to the invalid, she slid
down with her foot to the bottom of the bed. Had she not done this, she
would, undoubtedly, have been so incommoded that the heat would have
given her the vapours. She was obliged also to take a good draught of
mulled wine, which she could well have dispensed with; so that to
prevent the possibility of any other remedy still more disagreeable, she
declared that she felt relieved, and that if she were left alone for a
quarter of an hour, she doubted not that she should be, by that time,
perfectly well again. The good old man was very glad to find that she
felt an inclination to take some rest, which he considered as a certain
indication that she was getting better. He left the room, therefore,
immediately, not forgetting to lock the door after him, and to desire
the servants to make no noise, leaving the duenna only, with the sick
lady. He went himself to take a turn in the garden, waiting impatiently
for the happy moment when he should be summoned to attend his dear
mistress again, quite recovered of her cholic.
I fancy I need not inform you that my father was all this time in the
house; and, indeed, if my information has been correct, it was to the
interview which on this occasion took place between the lovers that I am
indebted for my being.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
Reviews
Reviews
No reviews yet
Be the first to share your thoughts on this work.
Join the Discussion
Join the discussion
Sign in to leave a comment or review.
Sign InorCreate an account