Mike Fletcher - A Novel by George (George Augustus) Moore
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him, that it has suscitated all that is inherent and essential in the
character. It sent him to Boulogne so that he might fight a duel; and the other day a nun left her convent for him. Curious atavism, curious recrudescence of a dead idea of man! Say, is it his fault if his pleasures are limited to clandestine visits; his fame to a summons to appear in a divorce case; his danger to that most pitiful of modern ignominies--five shillings a week? ... Bah! this age has much to answer for." "But Casanova was a marvellous necromancer, an extraordinary gambler." "I know no more enthusiastic gambler than Mike. Have you ever seen him play whist? At Boulogne he cleaned them all out at baccarat." "And lost heavily next day, and left without paying." "The facts of the case have not been satisfactorily established. Have you seen him do tricks with cards? He used to be very fond of card tricks; and, by Jove! now I remember, there was a time when ladies came to consult him. He had two pieces of paper folded up in the same way. He gave one to the lady to write her question on; she placed it in a cleft stick and burnt it in a lamp; but the stick was cleft at both ends, and Mike managed it so that she burnt the blank sheet, while he read what she had written. Very trivial; inferior of course to Casanova's immense cabalistic frauds, but it bears out my contention ... Have you ever read the _Memoirs?_ What a prodigious book! Do you remember when the Duchesse de Chartres comes to consult the _cabale_ in the little apartment in the Palais Royal as to the best means of getting rid of the pimples on her face? ... and that |
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