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By this time we had come to the dessert, and poor Sophie had not uttered a syllable. "Say something to M. de Seingalt," said her mother. "I don't know what to say," she answered. "Tell M. de Seingalt to ask me some questions, and I will answer to the best of my ability." "Well, Sophie, tell me in what studies you are engaged at the present time."
I sent home the baron in my carriage, after thanking him for his services, and begging him to be my companion early and late while I stayed at Grenoble a re quest which he granted excepting for those days on which he was on duty. At supper I had given him my bill of exchange on Zappata, which I endorsed with the name de Seingalt, which Madame d'Urfe had given me. He discounted it for me next day.
"And whatever Signor Lorenzi may have done," said Casanova, "you, Signor Marchese, are the greater rascal of the two." "I hope so," replied the Marchese. "When anyone is as old as we are, Chevalier de Seingalt, assuredly he should not need lessons in rascality. Good-evening, gentlemen." He rose to his feet. No one responded to his farewell, and he went out.
My humble servants took the ladies' cloaks and followed them into the bedroom, where the three dresses were laid out on a table. I only knew the white satin and lace, for that was the only one I had designed. The countess, who walked before her sisters, was the first to notice it, and exclaimed, "What a lovely dress! To whom does it belong, M. de Seingalt? You ought to know." "Certainly.
If so, tell her that the Chevalier de Seingalt is here." "Sir, you shall speak to her yourself, if you will do me the honour to follow me." My heart leapt, but I restrained myself. The worthy apothecary went through the shop, climbed a stair, and, opening a door on the first floor, said to me, "There she is." "What, mademoiselle! You here? I am delighted to see you."
"Ah! and how does this name belong to you?" "Because I invented it; but that does not prevent my being Casanova as well." "Sir, you must choose between Casanova and Seingalt; a man cannot have two names." "The Spaniards and Portuguese often have half a dozen names." "But you are not a Spaniard or a Portuguese; you are an Italian: and, after all, how can one invent a name?"
"He also says that you endorsed the bill with a false name." "Then he lies again, for I signed myself Seingalt, and that name is mine." "In short, it is a case of a Jew who has been beaten, and is afraid of being duped. I pity such an animal, and I must see what I can do to prevent his keeping you here till he learns the fate of the bill at Amsterdam.
"Clementine, help me to keep M. de Seingalt; you must make him postpone his letter-writing." "But my dear brother," said the charming girl, "if M. de Seingalt has business to do, it would be rude of me to try and prevent his doing it." Though what she said was perfectly reasonable, it stung me to the quick; when one is in an ill humour, everything is fuel for the fire.
Canano studied me, but I saw he could not make me out. I heard whispers running round the table. "It isn't Seingalt; he doesn't play like that; besides, he is at the ball." The luck turned; three deals were in my favour, and brought me back more than I had lost.
If so, tell her that the Chevalier de Seingalt is here." "Sir, you shall speak to her yourself, if you will do me the honour to follow me." My heart leapt, but I restrained myself. The worthy apothecary went through the shop, climbed a stair, and, opening a door on the first floor, said to me, "There she is." "What, mademoiselle! You here? I am delighted to see you."
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