Memoirs of Casanova — Volume 09: the False Nun by Giacomo Casanova
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candles. I cannot recall these moments without being in love with life. I
take note not only of my noble mistress's innocence, but also of the quickness of her wit. Murray remained serious, without a smile on his face. Full of grace and beauty, M---- M---- came into the room with a lay-sister, each of them holding a candlestick. She paid me a compliment in good French; I gave her the letter, and looking at the address and the seal she put it in her pocket. After thanking me and saying she would reply in due course, she turned towards my companion: "I shall, perhaps, make you lose the first act of the opera," said she. "The pleasure of seeing you, madam, is worth all the operas in the world." "You are English, I think?" "Yes, madam." "The English are now the greatest people in the world, because they are free and powerful. Gentlemen, I wish you a very good evening." I had never seen M---- M---- looking so beautiful as then, and I went out of the parlour ablaze with love, and glad as I had never been before. I walked with long strides towards my casino, without taking notice of the ambassador, who did not hurry himself in following me; I waited for him at my door. "Well," said I, "are you convinced now that you have been cheated?" "Be quiet, we have time enough to talk about that. Let us go upstairs." |
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