Memoirs of Casanova — Volume 22: to London by Giacomo Casanova
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conditions on which I will take you. Look! Mdlle. Adele is laughing,
that's reward enough for me." "I am laughing for joy at having escaped that dreadful diligence roof." "I see, but I hope you will not weep in my carriage, for all sadness is an abomination to me." I went, to bed, resolved to struggle against my fate no longer. I saw that I could not withstand the tempting charms of this new beauty, and I determined that everything should be over in a couple of days. Adele had beautiful blue eyes, a complexion wherein were mingled the lily and the rose, a small mouth, excellent teeth, a figure still slender but full of promise; here, surely, were enough motives for a fresh fall. I fell asleep, thanking my good genius for thus providing me with amusement on the journey. Just before we started the father came and asked if it was all the same to me whether we went by Burgundy or the Bourbonnais. "Certainly. Do you prefer any particular route?" "If I went through Nevers I might be able to collect a small account." "Then we will go by the Bourbonnais." Directly after Adele, simply but neatly dressed, came down and wished me good day, telling me that her father was going to put a small trunk containing their belongings at the back of the carriage. Seeing me busy, she asked if she could help me in any way. |
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