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Updated: June 15, 2025
"Well, papa, Viar's daughter is very fond of me, and she shews her love in all sorts of ways." "And do you love her?" "Oh, yes!" "Is she much with you in the morning?" "She is with me the whole day." "She is present when you go to bed?" "Yes, she helps me to undress." "Nothing else?" "I do not care to tell you."
"Well, papa, Viar's daughter is very fond of me, and she shews her love in all sorts of ways." "And do you love her?" "Oh, yes!" "Is she much with you in the morning?" "She is with me the whole day." "She is present when you go to bed?" "Yes, she helps me to undress." "Nothing else?" "I do not care to tell you."
Seeing that I could do nothing with him, unless, indeed, I sent him to some place far removed from Paris under his proper name, I told him to take comfort as I would try and do the best I could for both of us. "And now tell me and take care to tell the truth what sort of feelings does Viar's daughter entertain for you?"
Grief and joy kill many more women than men, which proves that if women have mere feeling than men they have also less strength. When Madame d'Urfe thought that my adopted son was comfortably settled in Viar's house, she made me go with her and pay him a visit. I found him lodged like a prince, well dressed, made much of, and almost looked up to.
I was astonished, for this was more than I had bargained for. Madame d'Urfe had given him masters of all sorts, and a pretty little pony for him to learn riding on. He was styled M. le Comte d'Aranda. A girl of sixteen, Viar's daughter, a fine-looking young woman, was appointed to look after him, and she was quite proud to call herself my lord's governess.
Grief and joy kill many more women than men, which proves that if women have mere feeling than men they have also less strength. When Madame d'Urfe thought that my adopted son was comfortably settled in Viar's house, she made me go with her and pay him a visit. I found him lodged like a prince, well dressed, made much of, and almost looked up to.
Seeing that I could do nothing with him, unless, indeed, I sent him to some place far removed from Paris under his proper name, I told him to take comfort as I would try and do the best I could for both of us. "And now tell me and take care to tell the truth what sort of feelings does Viar's daughter entertain for you?"
I was astonished, for this was more than I had bargained for. Madame d'Urfe had given him masters of all sorts, and a pretty little pony for him to learn riding on. He was styled M. le Comte d'Aranda. A girl of sixteen, Viar's daughter, a fine-looking young woman, was appointed to look after him, and she was quite proud to call herself my lord's governess.
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