The Memoirs of Jacques Casanova de Seingalt, Vol. III (of VI), "The Eternal Quest": The First Complete and Unabridged English Translation, Illustrated with Old Engravings — John Shaqi
The Memoirs of Jacques Casanova de Seingalt, Vol. III (of VI), "The Eternal Quest": The First Complete and Unabridged English Translation, Illustrated with Old EngravingsCasanova, Giacomo
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The Memoirs of Jacques Casanova de Seingalt, Vol. III (of VI), "The Eternal Quest": The First Complete and Unabridged English Translation, Illustrated with Old Engravings
Casanova, Giacomo
Casanova, Giacomo, 1725-1798; Europe -- History -- 18th century -- Biography
“Not so fast, sir, I am not in such a hurry now. I shall send a messenger to Paris and wait his return; for by stopping me on my journey you have violated all the rights of the subject.”
“You violated them yourself in calling yourself a messenger.”
“Not at all; I told you that I was not one.”
“Yes, but you told your postillion that you were, and that comes to the same thing.”
“The postillion is a liar, I told him nothing of the kind.”
“Why didn’t you shew your passport?”
“Why didn’t you give me time to do so? In the course of the next few days we shall see who is right.”
“Just as you please.”
I went out with the officer who took me to the posting-place, and a minute afterwards my carriage drew up. The posting-place was also an inn, and I told the landlord to have a special messenger ready to carry out my orders, to give me a good room and a good bed, and to serve me some rich soup immediately; and I warned him that I was accustomed to good fare. I had my portmanteau and all my belongings taken into my room, and having washed and put on my dressing-gown I sat down to write, to whom I did not know, for I was quite wrong in my contention. However, I had begun by playing the great man, and I thought myself bound in honour to sustain the part, without thinking whether I stood to have to back out of it or no. All the same I was vexed at having to wait in Aire till the return of the messenger, whom I was about to send to the moon! In the meanwhile, not having closed an eye all night, I determined to take a rest. I was sitting in my shirt-sleeves and eating the soup which had been served to me, when the governor came in unaccompanied. I was both surprised and delighted to see him.
“I am sorry for what has happened, sir, and above all that you think you have good reason for complaint, inasmuch as I only did my duty, for how was I to imagine that your postillion had called you a messenger on his own responsibility.”
“That’s all very well, sir, but your sense of duty need not have made you drive me from your room.”
“I was in need of sleep.”
“I am in the same position at the present moment, but a feeling of politeness prevents me from imitating your example.”
“May I ask if you have ever been in the service?”
“I have served by land and sea, and have left off when most people are only beginning.”
“In that case you will be aware that the gates of a fortified town are only opened by night to the king’s messengers or to military superiors.”
“Yes, I know; but since they were opened the thing was done, and you might as well have been polite.”
“Will you not put on your clothes, and walk a short distance with me!”
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