Memoirs of Casanova — Volume 12: Return to Paris by Giacomo Casanova
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"Madam, I feel for you acutely, but I repeat that I know nothing of your daughter." The poor woman, whose grief touched me, fell at my feet and burst into tears. I was going to lift her from the ground, when Farsetti told her, in a voice full of indignation, that she should blush to humble herself in such a manner before a man of my description. I drew myself up, and looking at him scornfully said, "You insolent scoundrel! What do you mean by talking of me like that?" "Everybody is certain that you know all about it." "Then they are impudent fools, like you. Get out of my house this instant and wait for me, I will be with you in a quarter of an hour." So saying, I took the poor chevalier by the shoulders, and giving him sundry shakes I turned him out of the room. He came back and called to the lady to come, too, but she rose and tried to quiet me. "You ought to be more considerate towards a lover," said she, "for he would marry my daughter now, even after what she has done." "I am aware of the fact, madam, and I have no doubt that his courtship was one of the chief reasons which made your daughter resolve to leave her home, for she hated him even more than she hated the fermier-general." "She has behaved very badly, but I promise not to say anything more about |
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