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I was charmed to see the pleasure this letter afforded Madame du Rumain pleasure which was increased by the perusal of the letter I had received. The only persons who were displeased were the poor mother, the frightful Farsetti, and the old fermier, whose misfortune was talked about in the clubs, the Palais-Royal, and the coffee-houses.
"My dear sir," said Madame du Rumain, as soon as we were alone, "I have succeeded in my endeavours on your behalf, and it is now for you to keep secret my share in the matter. After I had pondered over the case of conscience you submitted to me, I went to the convent of C -where the abbess is a friend of mine, and I entrusted her with the secret, relying on her discretion.
They played their parts well. As soon as I had seen Madame X. C. V. safely home, I went to Madame du Rumain to tell her what had happened; and I then wrote to my fair recluse, telling her what had gone on in the world since her disappearance. Three or four days after this date, Madame du Rumain gave me the first letter I received from Mdlle.
At five o'clock in the morning I found Madame du Rumain nearly dressed when I went into her room, and we immediately went into another, from which the rising sun might have been see if the "Hotel de Bouillon" had not been in the way, but that, of course, was a matter of no consequence. Madame du Rumain performed the ceremonies with all the dignity of an ancient priestess of Baal.
So saying he drew several English bank notes from his pocket-book, telling me they were the same I had given him in London six months ago. "Take your revenge," he added; "there are four hundred pounds here." "I don't want to lose as much as that," I replied, "but I will risk fifty pounds to amuse you." With this I took out the bill of exchange that Madame du Rumain had sent me.
"I know very well why," I answered; and drawing a watch from my fob I gave it to Sophie, embraced her, and went on my way. I arrived at Paris on February 10th, and took sumptuous apartments near the Rue Montorgueil. I Meet With a Flattering Reception From My Patron Madame D'Urfe's Infatuation Madame X. C. V. And Her Family Madame du Rumain
X. C. V. Goes With Her Mother to Brussels and From Thence to Venice, Where She Becomes a Great Lady My Work-girls Madame Baret I Am Robbed, Put in Prison, and Set at Liberty Again I Go to Holland Helvetius' "Esprit" Piccolomini The day after my interview with M. de Sartine I waited on Madame du Rumain at an early hour.
On the eve of my departure I received a letter from Madame du Rumain, who had heard I was in want from my friend Baletti, and sent me a bill of exchange on Amsterdam for six hundred florins. She said I could repay her at my convenience, but she died before I was able to discharge the debt.
"Raton," said she, "give us the writing materials, and go away. Don't come till I call you, and if anyone asks for me, I am asleep." "Very good, madam, and I will go to sleep also." "My dear M. Casanova, how is it that the oracle has deceived us? M. du Rumain is still alive, and he ought to have died six months ago. It is true that he is not well, but we will not go into all that again.
I gave her two louis to get some linen out of pawn, and promised to come and see her before I left Paris, to give her a hundred crowns, which would take her back to Bologna. Then I waited on Madame du Rumain who had said farewell to society for three weeks. This lady had an excellent heart, and was pretty as well, but she had so curious a society-manner that she often made me laugh most heartily.
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