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Updated: May 5, 2025
He threw his arms around my neck, and told me he should always think the day on which he rescued me from death for so unworthy an object the happiest in his life. He could scarcely credit the infamy of the Charpillon and her mother.
The next morning, what was my surprise to see the Charpillon, who said with an air that I should have taken for modesty in any other woman, "I don't want you to give me any breakfast, I want an explanation, and to introduce Miss Lorenzi to you." I bowed to her and to her companion, and then said, "What explanation do you require?"
It must have cost her a good deal, for they had two rooms, and their landlord would not allow them to have their meals prepared outside the prison. Goudar told me that the Charpillon said she would never beg me to listen to her mother, though she knew she had only to call on me to obtain anything she wanted. She thought me the most abominable of men.
I would greatly like to know whether your ill-humor has left you; this would please me. Farewell, in awaiting the honor of seeing you. "Marianne de Charpillon." "Monsieur,
Such was my condition when one morning the favourite aunt of the Charpillon paid me a call, and said that they were all mystified at not having seen me since the supper I had given them, especially herself, as her niece had given her to understand that I would furnish her with the means of making the Balm of Life.
In England all judicial proceedings are conducted with the utmost punctuality, and everything went off as I had arranged. The bailiff and his subaltern stepped into the parlour and I followed in their footsteps. I pointed out the mother and the two sisters and then made haste to escape, for the sight of the Charpillon, dressed in black, standing by the hearth, made me shudder.
A minuet was being danced, and I was so attracted by a lady who danced extremely well that I waited for her to turn round. What made me notice her more particularly was that her dress and hat were exactly like those I had given to the Charpillon a few days before, but as I believed the poor wretch to be dead or dying the likeness did not inspire me with any suspicion.
He gave me a little box and a letter for Lady Harrington, and another letter with the words, "The Procurator Morosini is very sorry not to have been able to take a last leave of Mdlle. Charpillon." "Where shall I find her?" "I really don't know. If you find her, give her the letter; if not, it doesn't matter. That's a dazzling beauty you have with you, Casanova." "Well, she has dazzled me."
They had then betaken themselves to Franche-Comte, where they lived for some time on the Balm of Life. Here it was that the Charpillon came into the world, her mother attributing her to a Count de Boulainvilliers.
"Where have you been hiding all this time?" said I, "I have been looking for you everywhere." "Love has been keeping me a prisoner," said he, "I have got some money for you." "For me? From what quarter?" "On behalf of the Ansperghers. Give me a receipt and the necessary declaration, for I am going to restore them myself to the poor Charpillon, who has been weeping for the last fortnight."
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