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his age he has already been tenant at will to two actresses? What
is it you tell me? replied Aurora. What shocking conduct! But do
you know for certain, Gil Blas, that he leads so dissolute a
life? Oh! there is no doubt of it, madam, rejoined I. A servant,
turned off this morning, told me so, and servants are very plain
dealers when the failings of their masters are the topic.
Besides, he keeps company with Don Alexo Segiar, Don Antonio
Centell�s, and Don Fernando de Gamboa; that single circumstance
proves his libertinism with all the force of demonstration. It is
enough, Gil Blas, said my mistress with a sigh; on your report I
am determined to struggle with my unworthy passion. Though it has
already struck deep root in my heart, I do not despair of tearing
it forcibly from its bed. Go, added she, putting into my hands a
small purse, none of the lightest, take this for your pains.
Beware of betraying my secret. Consider it as entrusted to your
silence.
I assured my mistress that she might be perfectly easy on that
score, for I was the Harpocrates of confidential servants. After
this compliment to myself, I withdrew with no small eagerness to
investigate the contents of the purse. There were twenty
pistoles. It struck me all at once that Aurora would surely have
given me more had I been the bearer of pleasant tidings, since
she paid so handsomely for a blank in the lottery. I was sorry
not to have adopted the policy of the pleaders in the courts, who
sometimes paint the cheek of truth when her natural complexion is
inclined to be cadaverous. It was a pity to have stifled an amour
in the birth which might in its growth have been so profitable.
Yet I had the comfort of finding myself reimbursed the expense so
unseasonably incurred in perfumery and washes.
CH. III. — A great change at Don Vincent’s. Aurora’s strange
resolution.
IT happened soon after this adventure that Signor Don Vincent
fell sick. Independent of his very advanced age, the symptoms of
his disorder appeared in so formidable a shape that a fatal
termination was but too probable. From the beginning of his
illness he was attended by two of the most eminent physicians in
Madrid. One was Doctor Andros, and the other Doctor Oquetos. They
considered the case with due solemnity; and both agreed, after a
strict investigation, that the humours were in a state of mutiny,
but this was the only thing about which they did agree. The
proper practice, said Andros, is to purge the humours, though
raw, with all possible expedition, while they are in a violent
agitation of flux and reflux, for fear of their fixing upon some
noble part. Oquetos maintained, on the contrary, that we must
wait till the humours were ripened before it would be safe to go
upon purgatives. But your method, replied the first speaker, is
directly in the teeth of the rules laid down by the prince of
medicine. Hippocrates recommends purging in the most burning
fever from the very first attack, and says in plain terms that no
time is to be lost in purging when the humours are in ???as�??
{orgasmos}, that is to say, in a state of fermentation. Ay! there
is your mistake, replied Oquetos. Hippocrates by the word
???as�?? {orgasmos} does not mean the fermentation, he means
rather the concoction of the humours.
Thereupon our doctors got heated. One quotes the Greek text, and
cites all the authors who have explained it in his sense; the
other, trusting to a Latin translation, takes up the controversy
in a still more positive tone. Which of the two to believe? Don
Vincent was not the man to decide that question. In the mean
time, finding himself obliged to choose, he gave his confidence
to the party who had dispatched the greatest number of patients -
- I mean the elder of the two. Andros, the younger, immediately
withdrew, not without flinging out a few satirical taunts at his
senior on the ???as�?? {orgasmos}. Here then was Oquetos
triumphant. As he was a professor of the Sangrado school, he
began by bleeding copiously, waiting till the humours were
ripened before he went upon purgatives. But death, fearing, no
doubt, lest this reserve of purgatives should turn the fortunes
of the day, got the start of the concoction, and secured his
victory over my master by a coup-de-main. Such was the final
close of Signor Don Vincent, who had lost his life because his
physician did not know Greek.
Aurora having buried her father with a pomp suited to the dignity
of his birth, administered to his effects. Having the whole
arrangement of everything in her own breast, she discharged some
of the servants with rewards proportioned to their services, and
soon retired to her castle on the Tagus, between Sacedon and
Buendia. I was among the number of those whom she kept, and who
made part of her country establishment. I had even the good
fortune to become a principal agent in the plot. In spite of my
faithful report on the subject of Don Lewis, she still harboured
a partiality for that bewitching young fellow; or rather, for
want of spirit to combat her passion in the first instance, she
surrendered at discretion. There was no longer any need of taking
precautions to speak with me in private. Gil Blas, said she with
a sigh, I can never forget Don Lewis. Let me make what effort I
will to banish him from my thoughts, he is present to them
without intermission, not as you have described him, plunged in
every variety of licentious riot, but just what my fancy would
paint him — tender, loving, constant. She betrayed considerable
emotion in uttering these words, and could not help shedding
tears. My fountains were very near playing from mere sympathy.
There was no better way of paying my court than by appearing
sensibly touched at her distress. My friend, continued she, after
having wiped her lovely eyes, your nature is evidently cast in a
benevolent mould; and I am so well satisfied with your zeal that
it shall not go unrewarded. Your assistance, my dear Gil Blas, is
more necessary to me than ever. You must be made acquainted with
a plan which engrosses all my thoughts, though it will appear
strangely eccentric. You are to know that I mean to set out for
Salamanca as soon as possible. There my design is to assume the
disguise of a fashionable young fellow, and to make acquaintance
with Pacheco under the name of Don Felix. I shall endeavour to
gain his confidence and friendship, and lead the conversation
incidentally to the subject of Aurora de Guzman, for whose cousin
I shall pass. He may perhaps express a wish to see her, and there
is the point on which I expect the interest to turn. We will have
two apartments in Salamanca. In one I shall be Don Felix, in the
other, Aurora; and I flatter myself that by presenting my person
before Don Lewis, sometimes under the semblance of a man,
sometimes in all the natural and artificial attractions of my own
sex, I may bring him by little and little to the proposed end of
my stratagem. I am perfectly aware that my project is extravagant
in the highest degree, but my passion drives me headlong; and the
innocence of my intentions renders me insensible to all
compunctious feelings of virgin apprehension respecting so
hazardous a step.
I was exactly in the same mind with Aurora respecting the
extravagance of her scheme. Yet, unseasonable as it might seem to
reflecting persons like myself, there was no occasion for me to
play the schoolmaster. On the contrary, I began to practise all
the arts of a thorough-bred special pleader, and undertook to
magnify this hair-brained pursuit into a piece of incomparable
wit and spirit, without the least tincture of imprudence. This
was highly gratifying to my mistress. Lovers like to have their
rampant fancies tickled. We no longer considered this rash
enterprise in any other light than as a play, of which the
characters were to be properly cast, and the business
dramatically arranged. The actors were chosen out of our own
domestic establishment, and the parts distributed without secret
jealousy or open rupture, but then we were not players by
profession. It was determined that Dame Ortiz should personate
Aurora’s aunt, under the name of Donna Kimena de Guzman, with a
valet and waiting-maid by way of attendance; and that Aurora,
with the swashing outside of a gay spark, was to take me for her
valet-de-chambre, with one of her women disguised as a page, to
be more immediately about her person. The drama thus filled up we
returned to Madrid, where we understood Don Lewis still to be,
though it was not likely to be long till his departure for
Salamanca. We got up with all possible haste the dresses and
decorations of our wild comedy. When they were in complete order,
my mistress had them packed up carefully, that they might come
out in all their gloss and newness on the rising of the curtain.
Then, leaving the care of her family to her steward, she began
her journey in a coach drawn by four mules, and travelled towards
the kingdom of Leon, with those of her household who had some
part to play in the piece.
We had already crossed Old Castile, when the axle-tree of the
coach gave way. The accident happened between Avila and
Villaflor, at the distance of three or four hundred yards from a
castle near the foot of a mountain. Night was coming on, and the
measure of our troubles seemed to be heaped up and overflowing.
But there passed accidentally by us a countryman, by whose
assistance we were relieved from our difficulties. He acquainted
us that the castle yonder belonged to Donna Elvira, widow of Don
Pedro de Penar�s; at the same time giving us so favourable a
character of that lady, that my mistress sent me to the castle
with a request of a night’s lodging. Elvira did not disgrace the
good word of the countryman. She received me with an air of
hospitality, and returned such an answer to my compliment as I
wished to carry back. We all went to the castle, whither the
mules dragged the carriage with considerable difficulty. At the
gate we met the widow of Don Pedro, who came out to meet my
mistress. I shall pass over in silence the reciprocal civilities
which were exchanged on this occasion, in compliance with the
usage of the polite world. I shall only say that Elvira was a
lady rather advanced in years, but remarkably well bred, with an
address superior to that of most women in doing the honours of
her house. She led Aurora into a sumptuous apartment, where,
leaving her to rest herself for a short time, she looked after
everything herself, and left nothing undone which could in the
least contribute to our comfort. Afterwards, when supper was
ready, she ordered it to be served up in Aurora’s chamber, where
they sat down to table together. Don Pedro’s widow was not of a
description to cast a slur on her own hospitalities, by assuming
an air of abstraction or sullenness. Her temper was gay, and her
conversation lively without levity; for her ideas were dignified,
and her expressions select. Nothing could exceed her wit,
accompanied by a peculiarly fine turn of thought. Aurora appeared
as much to be delighted as myself. They became sworn friends, and
mutually engaged in a regular correspondence. As our carriage
could not be repaired till the following day, and we should have
encountered some perils by setting out late at night, it was
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