Memoirs of Casanova — Volume 17: Return to Italy by Giacomo Casanova
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kept them nearly shut, and indeed he could hardly see me. Did he look at
me while he was talking?" "No, he only looked at me. I am as sorry for him as you are, for, as you say, he looks an honest fellow." "Well, it's over now, and I hope I shall make a good supper. Did you notice what the aunt said? I am sure she was in the plot. She thought she would gain me over by saying she was ready to treat me like her own child. She was a decent-looking woman, too." We made a good supper, and a pleasant night inclined us to forget the insult the marquis had put upon us. When we woke up in the morning we laughed at it. The marquis came to see us in the evening, and greeting me with an air of mingled confusion and vexation, he said that he knew he had done wrong in surprising me as he had, but that he was ready to do anything in his power by way of atonement, and to give whatever satisfaction I liked. Rosalie did not give me time to answer. "If you really feel," said she, "that you have insulted us, that is enough; we are amply avenged. But all the same, sir, we shall be on our guard against you for the future, though that will be for a short while, as we are just leaving." With this proud reply she made him a low bow and left the room. When he was left alone with me M. Grimaldi addressed me as follows: "I take a great interest in your mistress's welfare; and as I feel sure that she cannot long be happy in her present uncertain position, while I |
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