Memoirs of Casanova — Volume 11: Paris and Holland by Giacomo Casanova
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page 77 of 148 (52%)
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"Yes, but you told your postillion that you were, and that comes to the same thing." "The postillion is a liar, I told him nothing of the kind." "Why didn't you shew your passport?" "Why didn't you give me time to do so? In the course of the next few days we shall see who is right." "Just as you please." I went out with the officer who took me to the posting-place, and a minute afterwards my carriage drew up. The posting-place was also an inn, and I told the landlord to have a special messenger ready to carry out my orders, to give me a good room and a good bed, and to serve me some rich soup immediately; and I warned him that I was accustomed to good fare. I had my portmanteau and all my belongings taken into my room, and having washed and put on my dressing-gown I sat down to write, to whom I did not know, for I was quite wrong in my contention. However, I had begun by playing the great man, and I thought myself bound in honour to sustain the part, without thinking whether I stood to have to back out of it or no. All the same I was vexed at having to wait in Aire till the return of the messenger, whom I was about to send to the-moon! In the meanwhile, not having closed an eye all night, I determined to take a rest. I was sitting in my shirt-sleeves and eating the soup which had been served to me, when the governor came in unaccompanied. I was both surprised and delighted to see him. |
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