Portugal -- History -- Joseph, 1750-1777 -- Fiction
"Father," he answered, gravely, after some minutes' silence, "my
ambition aims not at such power as you describe; and, methinks, few but
those who have from their youth been educated in your order, could be
brought to train their minds to forward a system which has, to the
uninitiated, too much the appearance of treachery towards their fellow
men; for as such I feel it, though, to you I speak with no disrespect,
and am grateful for the confidence you repose in me, which, be assured,
I will not betray; but I must endeavour to seek some other field for my
exertions than the one you offer."
The Jesuit looked at him sternly; it seemed, that an almost
imperceptible smile--it might have been a sneer--played round his mouth.
"I did not anticipate such an answer from you, Luis," he said, "but
thought you would take a more comprehensive and philosophical view of
the principles I have explained to you; yet, my wish being alone to
convince your understanding, I will not further press the subject,
though I feel assured you will, before long, learn to change your
opinion. However, for the present, my good cousin, I trust your mind
will be sufficiently employed on the reflections to which our
conversation has given rise, to make you forget the treachery and deceit
of Donna Theresa--qualities which, you seem to insinuate, belong
exclusively to our order. Now, let me tell you, that, in communication
with the world, all men use deceit; that it is impossible to succeed
without it; and that truth, as society is constituted, is utterly
incompatible with its customs. Indeed, the latter quality exists but in
one science, and that is in geometry: all else is false or
unsatisfactory. Talk, therefore, no more of deceit and treachery, for
the world, our very existence, is full of it, and you cannot avoid the
common lot." The Priest smiled, perhaps at his own reasoning, and
continued--"Now, my dear cousin, think of what I have said, and when you
return to Lisbon, we will speak further on these matters. In the
meantime, you must be the bearer of important information to your
father, which I have gained from an indubitable source. Learn, then,
that Carvalho is using every effort to crush our order,--so strong a
barrier to his ambition,--and, knowing that the nobles are our firm
upholders, he intends to weaken their influence in the state, by
bringing accusations of all sorts against them; when he will imprison,
banish, or execute all whom he fears. I have reason to think that he,
at present, suspects there is a plot hatching against him; but he allows
it to proceed, anxious to get as many as possible drawn into it, and,
amongst them, your father. Advise him, therefore, to remain quietly at
his Quinta; neither answering, nor, if possible, receiving, any
communications made to him, till he hears further from me; and when you
return to Lisbon, avoid intimacy with any one, for you cannot discern
friends from foes in these times. And now, my son, farewell: I expect
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