Memoirs of Casanova — Volume 11: Paris and Holland by Giacomo Casanova
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"At any rate, madam, she gave me an excellent supper, of which there are
no remains, and after keeping me company she went to bed, and I have had a good night on this comfortable sofa." "I am glad that you, like myself, were pleased with everything, but I did not think my niece so clever." "She is very clever, madam--in my eyes, at all events:" "Oh, sir! you are a judge of wit, let us go and see her. She has locked her door. Come open the door, why have you shut yourself up, you little prude? what are you afraid of. My Casanova is incapable of hurting you." The niece opened her door and apologized for the disorder of her dress, but what costume could have suited her better? Her costume was dazzling." "There she is," said the aunt, "and she is not so bad looking after all, but it is a pity she is so stupid. You were very right to give this gentleman a supper. I am much obliged to you for doing so. I have been playing all night, and when one is playing one only thinks of the game. I have determined on taking young Tiretta to board with us. He is an excellent and clever young man, and I am sure he will learn to speak French before long. Get dressed, my dear, as we must begin to pack. We shall set out this afternoon for Villette, and shall spend there the whole of the spring. There is no need, you know, to say anything about this to my sister:" "I, aunt? Certainly not. Did I ever tell her anything on the other occasions?" |
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