This sudden intrusion of justice awoke my wife in rather a disagreeable
manner, who rose and dressed herself speedily, in order to intercede
with one of the principal judges, a person respectable as well from his
venerable appearance as his advanced age. She threw herself at his feet
with tears in her eyes, and implored his support with the most affecting
language. The old man, notwithstanding his years, was less interested by
the entreaties of his fair petitioner than by the charms of her person.
He raised her up, and introduced her into his closet, that, as he said,
her audience might not be interrupted; and while she related the affair
to him, the old satyr, who scarcely listened to a word she said, dried
her tears with his handkerchief with one hand, while he placed the other
trembling on her bosom. In short, he gave her hopes that the unlucky
adventure which had happened to me would have no ill consequences, and
immediately sent orders to the gaoler to treat me well; for he was a
magistrate of great authority, and might have released me immediately
had he been so inclined, but he wanted a few more audiences with my
wife. He appointed her to wait upon him the next day at the same hour.
This she did, and was immediately shewn into his closet again, where she
found him full dressed, combed, perfumed, and his beard neatly trimmed
for the occasion. The success of this second visit was a promise that I
should the next day be set at liberty; and my wife was obliged to call
upon him again, to receive from his own hands the warrant for my
release.
I thought myself very lucky in having got over this affair in so short a
time, though it had cost me almost half I was worth. I flattered myself
that, with so powerful a protector as my wife had now made, we might in
future do any thing we pleased with impunity. Immediately after dinner
I repaired to the judge’s house, where I thanked him for his great
goodness. He received me very politely, and invited me to pay him a
visit occasionally. I pretended to be extremely sensible of this honour,
and, on taking leave, besought a continuance of his protection. He
assured me that I might rely upon it; and, the better to convince me, he
honoured us with a visit that very evening. We received him in such a
manner, that if he had been Prime Minister of Spain he could not have
had more respect shewn him. As he told us that he liked music, my wife
and I formed a little concert for his amusement. We afterwards regaled
him with fruits and sweetmeats, which he repaid the next day by a
handsome present to my wife.
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