Memoirs of Casanova — Volume 11: Paris and Holland by Giacomo Casanova
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put off all other calls, and I asked him to be seated while I made haste
to dress myself. I drew on my breeches, throwing the splendid pistols in my pockets on to the bed, called up the barber, and in ten minutes was ready. I put on my sword, and we went out. We walked silently enough along two or three streets, passed through a gate, up a court, till we got to a door where my guide stopped short. He asked me to come in, and I found myself in a fine room full of people. I did not think of going back, but behaved as if I had been in my own house. "Sir-my wife," said the governor; and turning to her without pausing, "here is M. de Casanova, who has come to dinner with us." "I am delighted to hear it, sir, as otherwise I should have had no chance of forgiving you for waking me up the other night." "I paid dearly for my fault, madam, but after the purgatory I had endured I am sure you will allow me to be happy in this paradise." She answered with a charming smile, and after asking me to sit beside her she continued whatever conversation was possible in the midst of a game at cards. I found myself completely outwitted, but the thing was done so pleasantly that all I could do was to put a good face on it--a feat which I found sufficiently easy from the relief I felt at no longer being bound to send a messenger to I did not know whom. |
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