Memoirs of Casanova — Volume 21: South of France by Giacomo Casanova
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would have taken me long to make her forget her former admirer.
I had made but a small dinner, so I sat down to supper famishing with hunger; and as my niece had an excellent appetite we prepared ourselves for enjoyment, but instead of the dishes being delicate, as we had expected, they were detestable. I told Clairmont to send for the landlady, and she said that she could not help it, as everything had been done by my own cook. "My cook?" I repeated. "Yes, sir, the one your secretary, M. Possano, engaged for you. I could have got a much better one and a much cheaper one myself." "Get one to-morrow." "Certainly; but you must rid yourself and me of the present cook, for he has taken up his position here with his wife and children. Tell Possano to send for him." "I will do so, and in the meanwhile do you get me a fresh cook. I will try him the day after to-morrow." I escorted my niece into her room, and begged her to go to bed without troubling about me, and so saying I took up the paper and began to read it. When I had finished, I went up to bed, and said, "You might spare me the pain of having to sleep by myself." She lowered her eyes but said nothing, so I gave her a kiss and left her. |
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