Volume IV Part 56 (2/2)
”I assure you it answers capitally Blondel regards his wife as his ht, and that as he never had a hted to have a orthy of being a mistress”
The next day I devoted entirely to Madame de Rumain, and ere occupied with knotty questions till the evening I left her well pleased The nac, which took place five or six years later, was the result of our cabalistic calculations
The fair stocking-seller of the Rue des Prouveres, whoone off with a M de Langlade, and her husband was inconsolable Camille was ill Coralline had become the titulary mistress of the Comte de la Marche, son of the Prince of Conti, and the issue of this union was a son, whom I kneenty years later He called himself the Chevalier de Montreal, and wore the cross of the Knights of Malta Several other girls I had knoidowed and in the country, or had become inaccessible in other ways
Such was the Paris of ed as rapidly as the fashi+ons
I devoted a whole day to my old friend Baletti, who had left the theatre and irl on the death of his father; he wasthe philosopher's stone
I was agreeably surprised atthe poet Poinsinet at the Coain, and told me that M du Tillot had overwheletto do,” said Poinsinet, ”because a French poet is rather at a discount in Italy”
”Have you heard anything of Lord Lishorn, telling her that he was going to the Indies, and that if you had not been good enough to give him a thousand Louis he would have been a prisoner at Rolad to call on his lady-mother with you”
”I will tell her that you are in Paris, and I areatest desire to talk to you”
”How are you getting on here? Are you still content to serve Apollo?”
”He is not the God of wealth by any lad of a supper, if you will ask me I will read you my play, the 'Cercle', which has been accepted I am sure it will be successful?”
The 'Cercle' was a short prose play, in which the poet satirised the jargon of Dr Herrenschwand, brother of the doctor I had consulted at Soleure The play proved to be a great success
I took Poinsinet ho of thehe came to tell me that the Countess of Lismore expected me to supper
I found the lady, still pretty, in coed lover, M de St Albin, Archbishop of Cambrai, who spent all the revenues of his see on her This worthy prelate was one of the illegitient, by an actress He supped with us, but he only opened his mouth to eat, and his mistress only spoke of her son, whose talents she lauded to the skies, though he was in reality a mere scamp; but I felt in duty bound to echo what she said It would have been cruel to contradict her I pro more of him
Poinsinet, as hearthless and hoht in ave hiing I never saw hiain, and a few years after he was drowned, not in the fountain of Hippocrene, but in the Guadalquivir He told me that he had spent a ith M de Voltaire, and that he had hastened his return to Paris to obtain the release of the Abbe Morellet frofor some clothes to be made and for a cross of the order, hich the Holy Father had decorated me, to be set with diamonds and rubies
I had waited for five or six days when an unfortunate incident obliged me to take a hasty departure I am loth to write what follows, for it was allmy life and my honour
I pity those simpletons who blame fortune and not the in the Tuileries at ten o'clock in the enancour and another girl This Dangenancour was a dancer at the opera-house, whom I had desired to ratulated myself on the lucky chance which threw her inher to dine with me at Choisi
We walked towards the Pont-Royal, where we took a coach After dinner had been ordered ere taking a turn in the garden, when I saw a carriage stop and two adventurers whoirls, friends of the ones I had withat the door, said that if we liked to sit down together she could give us an excellent dinner, and I said nothing, or rather I assented to the yes of my two nymphs The dinner was excellent, and after the bill was paid, and ere on the point of returning to Paris, I noticed that a ring, which I had taken off to shew to one of the adventurers naly prettyhad cost ed Santis to return , and he replied with the utmost coolness that he had done so already
”If you had returned it,” said I, ”it would be on er, and you see that it is not”
He persisted in his assertion; the girls said nothing, but Santis's friend, a Portuguese, na returned
”You're a liar,” I exclaimed; and without more ado I took hold of Santis by the collar, and swore I would rot let hiuese rose to come to his friend's rescue, while I stepped back and drew o The landlady caive hiood faith that he was ashaive it me as soon as ere alone I sheathed ot into the carriage with the four girls, and they all went back to Paris