Memoirs of Casanova — Volume 11: Paris and Holland by Giacomo Casanova
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page 134 of 148 (90%)
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We went down the stair, I helped her into the carriage, and stopped,
thinking she would be accompanied by one of her women; but seeing nobody I got in myself. The door was shut, and we were off. I was overwhelmed with astonishment. A treasure like this in my keeping I could hardly think. I asked myself whether I was to remember that I was a free-lance of love, or whether honour bade me forget it. Esther, in the highest spirits, told me that we were going to hear an Italian singer whose voice was exquisite, and noticing my confusion she asked what was the matter. I did not know what to say, and began to stammer out something, but at last succeeded in saying that she was a treasure of whom I was not worthy to be the keeper. "I know that in other countries a young girl would not be trusted alone with a gentleman, but here they teach us discretion and how to look after ourselves." "Happy the man who is charged with your welfare, and happier still he on whom your choice has fallen!" "That choice is not for me to make; 'tis my father's business." "But supposing your father's choice is not pleasing to you, or supposing you love another?" "We are not allowed to love a man until we know he is to be our husband." "Then you are not in love with anyone?" "No, and I have never felt the desire to love." |
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