The Memoirs of Casanova — Volume 23: English by Giacomo Casanova
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page 39 of 106 (36%)
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"What would she do with the money?" "She would make the Balm of Life, of which she possesses the secret, and no doubt she would make her fortune, too." She then began to dilate on the marvellous properties of the balm, on its probable success in a town like London, and on the benefits which would accrue to myself, for of course I should share in the profits. She added that her mother and aunt would give me a written promise to repay the money in the course of six years. "I will give you a decided answer after supper." I then began to caress her, and to make assaults in the style of an amorous man, but it was all in vain, though I succeeded in stretching her on a large sofa. She made her escape, however, and ran to her aunt, while I followed her, feeling obliged to laugh as she did. She gave me her hand, and said,-- "Farewell, till this evening." When they were gone, I reflected over what had passed and thought this first scene of no bad augury. I saw that I should get nothing out of her without spending a hundred guineas, and I determined not to attempt to bargain, but I would let her understand that she must make up her mind not to play prude. The game was in my hands, and all I had to do was to take care not to be duped. In the evening the company arrived, and the girl asked me to hold a bank |
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