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"It's the simplest thing in the world." "Kindly explain." "The alphabet belongs equally to the whole human race; no one can deny that. I have taken eight letters and combined them in such a way as to produce the word Seingalt. It pleased me, and I have adopted it as my surname, being firmly persuaded that as no one had borne it before no one could deprive me of it, or carry it without my consent."
I was pleasantly surprised when this good and sensible man introduced me to his wife as his cousin, the Chevalier de Seingalt, who had taken such care of their daughter. The good wife and good mother, her husband's worthy partner, stretched out her hand to me, and all my trouble was over.
"It is not so?" she added, to Agatha, who in the candour of her heart confessed that they were imitation, and that I had lent them to her. At this Madame de Chauvelin burst out laughing, and said, "M. de Seingalt has deceived you, my dear child. A gentleman of his caste does not lend imitation jewellery to such a pretty girl as you are. Your ear-rings are set with magnificent diamonds."
This address, delivered with an ironical accent, embarrassed Madame Cornelis, but Lady Harrington, a great supporter of hers, came to her rescue. "I have a number of guineas to hand over to you, my dear Cornelis, and amongst others two from M. de Seingalt, who, I fancy, is an old friend of yours. Nevertheless, I did not dare to tell him so," she added, with a sly glance in my direction.
MEMOIRS OF JACQUES CASANOVA de SEINGALT 1725-1798 Count Tiretta of Trevisa Abbe Coste Lambertini, the Pope's Niece Her Nick Name for Tiretta The Aunt and Niece Our Talk by the Fireside Punishment of Damien Tiretta's Mistake Anger of Madame * Their Reconciliation My Happiness with Mdlle. de la Meure Silvia's Daughter Mdlle. de la Meure Marries My Despair and Jealousy A Change far the Better
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.
I gave her the incense for the fumigation, and told her what psalms to recite, and then we had a delicious supper. She told her chamber-maid to escort me at ten o'clock to a room on the second floor which she had furnished for me with the utmost luxury, adding, "Take care that the Chevalier de Seingalt is able to come into my room at five o'clock to-morrow."
She bemoaned her journey in the uncomfortable post-chaise, and expressed a fear that she would be ill by the time she got to her journey's end. "Why, there's the Chevalier Seingalt all alone in a most comfortable carriage," said the general. Redegonde smiled. "How many people will your carriage hold?" "Only two."
"Now I breathe more freely, for I am sure you will tell me to accompany you to Parma." "Yes, come to Parma." MEMOIRS OF JACQUES CASANOVA de SEINGALT 1725-1798
I answered that I would do so, but that she must get me a servant who could speak French or Italian as well as English. She promised to get one in a day's time, and I paid her for four weeks' rent on the spot, for which she gave me a receipt under the name of the Chevalier de Seingalt. This was the name by which I was known during the whole of my stay in London.
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