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father had introduced him to the company, the Count de Polan rose
from his chair and ran to embrace him, saying — Welcome, my
deliverer! Don Alphonso, added he, addressing his discourse to
him, observe the power of virtue over generous minds. Though you
have killed my son, you have saved my life. I lay aside my
resentment for ever, and give you that very Seraphina whose
honour you protected from invasion. In so doing, my debt to you
is paid. Don Caesar’s son was not wanting in acknowledgments to
the Count de Polan, nor could he be otherwise than deeply
affected by his goodness; and it maybe doubted whether the
discovery of his birth and parentage touched his felicity more
nearly than the intelligence that he was the destined husband of
Seraphina. This marriage was actually solemnized some days
afterwards, to the entire satisfaction of all parties concerned.
As I was one of the Count de Polan’s deliverers, this nobleman,
who knew me again immediately, said that he would take upon
himself the care of making my fortune. I thanked him for his
liberality, but would not leave Don Alphonso, who made me steward
of his household, and honoured me with his confidence. A few days
after his marriage, still harping upon the trick which had been
played to Samuel Simon, he sent me to return to that cozened
shopkeeper all the money which had been filched from him. I went
therefore to make restitution. This was setting up the trade of a
steward, but beginning at the wrong end: they ought all of them
to end with restitution; but nine hundred and ninety-nine out of
a thousand think it double trouble, and excuse themselves.
BOOK THE SEVENTH.
CH. I. — The tender attachment between Gil Blas and Dame Lorenza
Sephora.
AWAY went I to Xelva with three thousand ducats under my charge,
as an equivalent to Samuel Simon for the amount of his loss. I
will have the honesty to own, that my fingers itched as I jogged
along, to transfer these funds to my own account, and begin my
stewardship in character, since everything in this life depends
upon setting out well. There was no risk in preferring instinct
to principle: because it was only to ride about the country for
five or six days, and come home upon a brisk trot as if I had
done my business and made the best of my way. Don Alphonso and
his father would never have believed me capable of a breach of
trust. Yet, strange to tell, I was proof against so tempting a
suggestion: it would scarcely be too much to say, that honour,
not the fear of being found out, was the spring of so
praiseworthy a decision; and as times go, that is saying a great
deal for a lad, whose conscience had been pretty well seasoned by
keeping company with a succession of scoundrels. Many people who
have not that excuse, but frequent worshipful society, will
wonder how such squeamishness should have prevailed over my good
sense: treasurers of charities in particular; persons who have
the wills of relations in their custody, and do not exactly like
the contents; in short, all those whose characters stand higher
than their principles, will find food for reflection in my
overstrained scrupulosity.
After having made restitution to the merchant, who little thought
ever to have seen one farthing of his property again, I returned
to the castle of Lena. The Count de Polan had taken his
departure, and was far on his journey to Toledo with Julia and
Don Ferdinand. I found my new master more wrapped up than ever in
Seraphina; his Seraphina equally wrapped up in my master, and Don
Caesar just as much wrapped up as either in the contemplation of
the happy couple. My object was to gain the goodwill of this
affectionate father, and I succeeded to my wish. The whole house
was placed implicitly under my superintendence — nothing was
done without my special direction; the tenants paid their rents
into my hands; the disbursements of the family were all under my
revision; and the subordinate situations in the household were at
my disposal without appeal; and yet the power of tyrannizing did
not give me the inclination, as it has always hitherto done to my
equals and superiors. I neither turned away the male servants,
because I did not like the cut of their beards, nor the female
ones because they happened not to like the cut of mine. If they
made up to Don Caesar or his son at once, without currying my
favour as the channel of all good graces, far from taking umbrage
at them on that account, I spoke out officiously in their behalf.
In other respects, too, the marks of confidence my two masters
were incessantly lavishing on me inspired me with a substantial
zeal for their service. Their interest was my real object: there
was no slight of hand in my ministry; I was such a caterer for
the general good, as you rarely meet with in private families or
in political societies.
While I was hugging myself on the well-earned prosperity of my
condition, love, jealous of my dealings with fortune, was bent on
sharing my gratitude by the addition of a higher zest, he
planted, watered, and ripened in the heart of Dame Lorenza
Sephora, Seraphina’s confidential woman, an abundant crop of
liking for the happy steward. My Helen, not to sink the fidelity
of the historian in the vanity of the man, could not be many
months short of her fiftieth year. But for all that, a look of
wholesomeness, a face none of the ugliest, and two good-looking
eyes of which she knew the efficient use, might make her still
pass for a decent bit of amusement in a summer evening. I could
only just have been thankful for a little more relief to her
complexion, since it was precisely the colour of chalk; but that
I attributed to maiden concealments, which had eat away all the
damask of her cheek.
The lady ogled me for a long time, with ogles that savoured more
of passion than of chastity; but instead of communing in the
language of the eyes, I made pretence at first not to be sensible
of my own happiness. Thus did my gallantry appear as if arrayed
in its first blushes; a circumstance which was rather tempting
than repulsive to her feelings. Taking it into her head,
therefore, that there was no standing upon dumb eloquence with a
young man who looked more like a novice than he was, at our very
first interview she declared her sentiments in broad, unequivocal
terms, that I might have no plea for misinterpretation. She
played her part like an old stager: affected to be overwhelmed
with confusion while she was speaking to me; and after having
said all she wanted to say in a good audible voice, put her hand
before her face, to hide the shame which was not there, and make
me believe that she was incommoded by the delicacy of her own
feelings. There was no standing such an attack; and though vanity
had a larger share in my surrender than the tender passion, I did
not receive her overtures ungraciously. Nay, more, I presumed to
overlook decorum in my vivacity, and acted the impatient lover so
naturally as to call down a modest rebuke upon my freedoms.
Lorenza chid my fondness, but with so much fondness in her
chidings, that while she prescribed to me the coldness of an
anchorite, it was very evident she would have been miserably
disappointed if I had taken her prescription. I should have
pressed the affair at once to the natural termination of all such
affairs, if the lovely object of my ardent wishes had not been
afraid of giving me a left-handed opinion of her virtue, by
abandoning the works before the siege was regularly formed. This
being so, we parted, but with a promise to meet again: Sephora in
the full persuasion that her reluctant resistance would stamp her
for a vestal in my esteem, and myself full of the sweet hope that
the torments of Tantalus would soon be succeeded by an elysium of
enjoyment.
My affairs were in this happy train, when one of Don Caesar’s
under servants brought me such a piece of news, as gave an ague
to my raptures. This lad was one of those inquisitive inmates who
apply either an ear or an eye to every keyhole in a house. As he
paid his court constantly to me, and served up some fresh piece
of scandal every day, he came to tell me one morning that he had
made a pleasant discovery; and that he had no objection to
letting me into the fun, on condition that I would not blab:
because Dame Lorenza Sephora was the theme of the joke, and he
was afraid of becoming obnoxious to her resentment and revenge. I
was too much interested in coming at the story he had to tell,
not to swear myself into discretion through thick and thin; but
it was necessary that my motive should seem curiosity and not
personal concern, so that I asked him, with an air of as much
indifference as I could put on, what was this mighty discovery
about which he made such a piece of work. Lorenza, whispered he,
smuggles the surgeon of the village every evening into her
apartment: he is a tight vessel, well armed and manned; and the
pirate generally stays pretty long upon his cruise. I do not mean
to say, added he, with supercilious candour but that all this may
be perfectly innocent on both sides, but you cannot help
admitting, that where a young man does insinuate himself slily
into a girl’s bedchamber he takes better care of his own pleasure
than of her reputation.
Though this tale gave me as much uneasiness as if I had been
verily and romantically in love, I had too much sense to let him
know it; but so far stifled my feelings as to laugh heartily at a
story which struck at the very life of all my hopes. But when no
witnesses were by, I made myself full amends for having gulped
down my rising indignation. I blustered and stormed; muttered
blessings on them the wrong way, and swore outright: but all this
without coming nearer to a decision on my own conduct. At one
time, holding Lorenza in utter contempt, it was my good pleasure
to give her up altogether, without condescending so far as to
come to any explanation with the coquette. At an other time,
laying it down as a principle, that my honour was concerned in
making the surgeon an example to all intriguers, I spirited up my
courage to call him out. Thus dangerous valour prevailed over
safe indifference. At the approach of evening I placed myself in
ambuscade; and sure enough the gentleman did slink into the
temple of my Vesta, with a fear of being found out that spoke
rather unfavourably for the purity of his designs. Nothing short
of this could have kept my rage alive against the chilliness of
the night air. I immediately quitted the precincts of the castle,
and posted myself on the high road, where the gay deceiver was
sure to be intercepted on his return. I waited for him with my
fighting spirits on the full boil: my impatience increased with
the lapse of time, till Mars and Bellona seemed to inhabit my
frame, and enlarge it beyond human dimensions. At length my
antagonist came in sight. I took a few strides, such as bully
Mars or Bellona might have taken; but I do not know how the devil
it came to pass, my courage went further off as
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