Memoirs of Casanova — Volume 09: the False Nun by Giacomo Casanova
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At two o'clock in the morning we heard a soft knock on the street door. "Here is our friend," I said, "be discreet, and you will see that he will make a full confession." He came in and saw Murray and the lady, but did not discover that a third party was present till he heard the ante-room door being locked. He turned round and saw me, and as he knew me, merely said, without losing countenance: "Ah, you are here; you know, of course, that the secret must be kept?" Murray laughed and calmly asked him to be seated, and he enquired, with the lady's pistols in his hands, where he was going to take her before day-break. "Home." "I think you may be mistaken, as it is very possible that when you leave this place you will both of you be provided with a bed in prison." "No, I am not afraid of that happening; the thing would make too much noise, and the laugh would not be on your side. Come," said he to his mate, "put on your cloak and let us be off." The ambassador, who like an Englishman kept quite cool the whole time, poured him out a glass of Chambertin, and the blackguard drank his health. Murray seeing he had on a fine ring set with brilliants, praised it, and shewing some curiosity to see it more closely he drew it off the |
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