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Updated: June 8, 2025
We called on Leonilda, and putting off talking of our marriage till the day after we spent the time in viewing the wonders of nature around Naples. In the evening I was introduced by a friend at the princess's supper, and saw all the highest nobility of the place.
We were alone together, and he began by saying that the Duke of Matalone had told him the reason which had prevented me marrying Leonilda, and that he had always admired my generosity in making her a present of five thousand ducats, though I was far from rich.
"Think, Leonilda, what you can do for my friend." "I don't see that I can do anything." The duke told her to dress, that we might go and breakfast in the painted closet. She began at once, and preserved a just mean in what she let us see and what she concealed, and thus set me in flames, though I was already captivated by her face, her wit, and her charming manners.
I answered her letter in a few days, enclosing it in a letter to the marquis, in which I told him that the grace of God was never too late, and that I had never been so much pleased by any news as at hearing he was likely to have an heir. In the following May Leonilda gave birth to a son, whom I saw at Prague, on the occasion of the coronation of Leopold.
Both Leonilda and myself wished to see Caserta before leaving Naples, and the duke sent us there in a carriage drawn by six mules, which went faster than most horses. Leonilda's governess accompanied us. The day after, we settled the particulars of our marriage in a conversation which lasted for two hours.
I was determined to start the next day so as to be at Rome for the last week of the carnival and I begged the duke to let me give Leonilda the five thousand ducats which would have been her dower if she had become my bride. "As she is your daughter," said he, "she can and ought to take this present from her father, if only as a dowry for her future husband."
I could bear the suspense no longer, so, taking a light and begging Leonilda and the duke to excuse me, I asked Lucrezia to come into the next room with me. As soon as she was seated, she drew me to her and said, "Must I grieve my dear one when I have loved so well? Leonilda is your daughter, I am certain of it.
"Here, sweet marchioness, is the key to my room. Happy the mortal whom you deign to command." Leonilda gave the key to the page, a pretty boy, and told him to see that all my belongings were carefully taken to the castle. Her lady-in-waiting was very fair.
"You are as pretty as you were twenty-six years ago, and if it had not been for the Abbe Galiani I should have left Naples without seeing you." I found Leonilda had developed into a perfect beauty. She was at that time twenty-three years old. Her husband's presence was no constraint upon her; she received me with open arms, and put me completely at my ease.
She has wisely chosen a husband old enough to be her father; he is a friend of mine." "That's not true," cried Leonilda, rushing to my arms, "she will think you are really old, and I am sorry." "Is your mother an elderly woman?" "She's a charming Woman," said the duke, "full of wit, and not thirty-eight yet." "What has she got to do with Galiani?"
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