The next morning my hostess, who usually drank a dish of chocolate every
day with me, came into my room smiling, and said: “I have just left the
apartment of your fair neighbours, and you cannot conceive how much
pleased they are with you. Besides that they find your person altogether
pleasing, they are also delighted with your agreeable and cheerful
conversation, and if you are inclined to carry it on, I have not the
least doubt of your success; the mother and daughter are equally pleased
with you.” I swallowed these sweet words as if they had been honey, and
pleased to have in so short a time made so lively an impression, I
answered, that I was equally satisfied with them; that the mother
appeared to me to be still very attractive, but as for the daughter, no
woman was to be compared with her, and I was willing to undertake her
conquest, if any well-disposed person would help me in the attempt. “I
understand you,” replied the hostess; “you wish me to render you that
service. I have no objection; but how shall we begin the business?” “I
will this evening,” said I, “prevail on the ladies to take a walk, and
order an elegant repast for them, in some house.” “Not for the world,”
cried out my hostess; “that would affront the mother, who would soon see
into your design, and break off your acquaintance altogether. Let us do
something better,” continued she; after having paused a little, “this
entertainment must be given in my name. I will have the collation
prepared according to your desire, in a garden that I have on the banks
of the Mançanares, where I will invite the ladies to pass the evening;
you will come and surprise us, as if chance only had brought you
thither, and we shall be more to ourselves in that place than in any
other.” I approved of the idea, and my hostess took upon herself the
charge of inviting the mother to the entertainment.
My confidante went immediately to make the proposal to the ladies, with
whom she remained nearly an hour, by which I judged that she had trouble
enough to persuade them to accept of it: and indeed, when she returned
she told me that the mother had been very hard to be prevailed upon, and
that she had for a long time despaired of inducing her to accept my
invitation. “All that I require of you is to behave so that nothing
appear to have been concerted between us. When you come to the garden,
pretend to be astonished to meet us there. In a word, let your coming
seem purely accidental.” I answered, that she might be sure I would
spoil nothing, and we then agreed how things should be managed to render
the entertainment as agreeable as possible.
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