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MEMOIRS OF JACQUES CASANOVA de SEINGALT 1725-1798 TO PARIS AND PRISON, Volume
2d The False Nun
THE RARE UNABRIDGED LONDON EDITION OF 1894 TRANSLATED BY ARTHUR MACHEN TO
WHICH HAS BEEN ADDED THE
CHAPTERS
DISCOVERED BY ARTHUR SYMONS.
THE FALSE NUN
CHAPTER XXI
Supper at My Casino With M. M. and M. de Bernis, the French Ambassador A Proposal from M. M.; I
Accept It Consequences C. C. is Unfaithful to Me, and I Cannot Complain
I felt highly pleased with the supper-party I had arranged with M M , and I ought to have been happy.
Yet I was not so; but whence came the anxiety which was a torment to me? Whence? From my fatal habit of
gambling. That passion was rooted in me; to live and to play were to me two identical things, and as I could
not hold the bank I would go and punt at the ridotto, where I lost my money morning and night. That state of
things made me miserable. Perhaps someone will say to me:
"Why did you play, when there was no need of it, when you were in want of nothing, when you had all the
money you could wish to satisfy your fancies?"
That would be a troublesome question if I had not made it a law to tell the truth. Well, then, dear inquisitive
reader, if I played with almost the certainty of losing, although no one, perhaps, was more sensible than I was
to the losses made in gambling, it is because I had in me the evil spirit of avarice; it is because I loved
prodigality, and because my heart bled when I found myself compelled to spend any money that I had not won
at the gaming-table. It is an ugly vice, dear reader, I do not deny it. However, all I can say is that, during the
four days previous to the supper, I lost all the gold won for me by M M
On the anxiously-expected day I went to my casino, where at the appointed hour M M came with her
friend, whom she introduced to me as soon as he had taken off his mask.
"I had an ardent wish, sir," said M. de Bernis to me, "to renew acquaintance with you, since I heard from
madame that we had known each other in Paris."
CHAPTERS 6
With these words he looked at me attentively, as people will do when they are trying to recollect a person
whom they have lost sight of. I then told him that we had never spoken to one another, and that he had not
seen enough of me to recollect my features now.
"I had the honour," I added, "to dine with your excellency at M. de Mocenigo's house, but you talked all the
time with Marshal Keith, the Prussian ambassador, and I was not fortunate enough to attract your attention. As
you were on the point of leaving Paris to return to Venice, you went away almost immediately after dinner,
and I have never had the honour of seeing you since that time."
"Now I recollect you," he answered, "and I remember asking whether you were not the secretary of the
embassy. But from this day we shall not forget each other again, for the mysteries which unite us are of a
nature likely to establish a lasting intimacy between us."
The amiable couple were not long before they felt thoroughly at ease, and we sat down to supper, of which, of
course, I did the honours. The ambassador, a fine connoisseur in wines, found mine excellent, and was
delighted to hear that I had them from Count Algarotti, who was reputed as having the best cellar in Venice.
My supper was delicate and abundant, and my manners towards my handsome guests were those of a private
individual receiving his sovereign and his mistress. I saw that M M was charmed with the respect with
which I treated her, and with my conversation, which evidently interested the ambassador highly. The serious
character of a first meeting did not prevent the utterance of witty jests, for in that respect M. de Bernis was a
true Frenchman. I have travelled much, I have deeply studied men, individually and in a body, but I have
never met with true sociability except in Frenchmen; they alone know how to jest, and it is rare, delicate,
refined jesting, which animates conversation and makes society charming.
During our delightful supper wit was never wanting, and the amiable M M led the conversation to the
romantic combination which had given her occasion to know me. Naturally, she proceeded to speak of my
passion for C C , and she gave such an interesting description of that young girl that the ambassador
listened with as much attention as if he had never seen the object of it. But that was his part, for he was not
aware that I had been informed of his having witnessed from his hiding-place my silly interview with C
C He told M M that he would have been delighted if she had brought her young friend to sup with
us.
"That would be running too great a risk," answered the cunning nun, "but if you approve of it," she added,
looking at me, "I can make you sup with her at my casino, for we sleep in the same room."
That offer surprised me much, but it was not the moment to shew it, so I replied:
"It is impossible, madam, to add anything to the pleasure of your society, yet I confess I should be pleased if
you could contrive to do us that great favour:"
"Well, I will think of it."
"But," observed the ambassador, "if I am to be one of the party, I think it would be right to apprize the young
lady of it."
"It is not necessary, for I will write to her to agree to whatever madam may propose to her. I will do so
to-morrow."
I begged the ambassador to prepare himself with a good stock of indulgence for a girl of fifteen who had no
experience of the world. In the course of the evening I related the history of O-Morphi, which greatly amused
him. He entreated me to let him see her portrait. He informed me that she was still an inmate of the
CHAPTER XXI 7
'Parc-aux-cerfs', where she continued to be the delight of Louis XV., to whom she had given a child. My
guests left me after midnight, highly pleased, and I remained alone.
The next morning, faithful to the promise I had made to my beautiful nun, I wrote to C C without
informing her that there would be a fourth person at the projected supper, and having given my note to Laura I
repaired to Muran, where I found the following letter from M M :
"I could not sleep soundly, my love, if I did not ease my conscience of an unpleasant weight. Perhaps you did
not approve of the 'partie carree' with our young friend, and you may not have objected out of mere politeness.
Tell me the truth, dearest, for, should you not look forward to that meeting with pleasure, I can contrive to
undo it without implicating you in any way; trust me for that. If, however, you have no objection to the party,
it will take place as agreed. Believe me, I love your soul more than your heart I mean than your person.
Adieu."
Her fear was very natural, but out of shamefacedness I did not like to retract. M M knew me well, and
as a skilful tactician she attacked my weak side.
Here is my answer:
"I expected your letter, my best beloved, and you cannot doubt it, because, as you know me thoroughly, you
must be aware that I know you as well. Yes, I know your mind, and I know what idea you must entertain of
mine, because I have exposed to you all my weakness and irritability by my sophisms. I do penance for it,
dearest, when I think that having raised your suspicions your tenderness for me must have been weakened.
Forget my visions, I beg, and be quite certain that for the future my soul will be in unison with yours. The
supper must take place, it will be a pleasure for me, but let me confess that in accepting it I have shewn myself
more grateful than polite. C C is a novice, and I am not sorry to give her an opportunity of seeing the
world. In what school could she learn better than yours? Therefore I recommend her to you, and you will
please me much by continuing to shew your care and friendship towards her, and by increasing, if possible,
the sum of your goodness. I fear that you may entice her to take the veil, and if she did I would never console
myself. Your friend has quite captivated me; he is a superior man, and truly charming."
Thus did I wittingly deprive myself of the power of drawing back, but I was able to realize the full force of the
situation. I had no difficulty in guessing that the ambassador was in love with C C , and that he had
confessed as much to M M , who, not being in a position to object to it, was compelled to shew herself
compliant, and to assist him in everything that could render his passion successful. She could certainly not do
anything without my consent, and she had evidently considered the affair too delicate to venture upon
proposing the party point-blank to me. They had, no doubt, put their heads together, so that by bringing the
conversation on that subject I should find myself compelled, for the sake of politeness and perhaps of my
inward feelings, to fall into the snare. The ambassador, whose profession it was to carry on intrigues skilfully,
had succeeded well, and I had taken the bait as he wished. There was nothing left for me but to put a good
face on the matter, not only so as not to shew myself a very silly being, but also in order not to prove myself
shamefully ungrateful towards a man who had granted me unheard-of privileges. Nevertheless, the
consequence of it all was likely to be some coolness in my feelings towards both my mistresses. M M
had become conscious of this after she had returned to the convent, and wishing to screen herself from all
responsibility she had lost no time in writing to me that she would cause the projected supper to be
abandoned, in case I should disapprove of it, but she knew very well that I would not accept her offer.
Self-love is a stronger passion even than jealousy; it does not allow a man who has some pretension to wit to
shew himself jealous, particularly towards a person who is not tainted by that base passion, and has proved it.
The next day, having gone early to the casino, I found the ambassador already there, and he welcomed me in
the most friendly manner. He told me that, if he had known me in Paris he would have introduced me at the
court, where I should certainly have made my fortune. Now, when I think of that, I say to myself, "That might
CHAPTER XXI 8
have been the case, but of what good would it have been to me?" Perhaps I should have fallen a victim of the
Revolution, like so many others. M. de Bernis himself would have been one of those victims if Fate had not
allowed him to die in Rome in 1794. He died there unhappy, although wealthy, unless his feelings had
undergone a complete change before his death, and I do not believe it.
I asked him whether he liked Venice, and he answered that he could not do otherwise than like that city, in
which he enjoyed excellent health, and in which, with plenty of money, life could be enjoyed better than
anywhere else.
"But I do not expect," he added, "to be allowed to keep this embassy very long. Be kind enough to let that
remain between us. I do not wish to make M M unhappy."
We were conversing in all confidence when M M arrived with her young friend, who showed her
surprise at seeing another man with me, but I encouraged her by the most tender welcome; and she recovered
all her composure when she saw the delight of the stranger at being answered by her in good French. It gave
us both an opportunity of paying the warmest compliments to the mistress who had taught her so well.
C C was truly charming; her looks, bright and modest at the same time, seemed to say to me, "You
must belong to me:" I wished to see her shine before our friends; and I contrived to conquer a cowardly
feeling of jealousy which, in spite of myself, was beginning to get hold of me. I took care to make her talk on
such subjects as I knew to be familiar to her. I developed her natural intelligence, and had the satisfaction of
seeing her admired.
Applauded, flattered, animated by the satisfaction she could read in my eyes, C C appeared a prodigy to
M. de Bernis, and, oh! what a contradiction of the human heart! I was pleased, yet I trembled lest he should
fall in love with her! What an enigma! I was intent myself upon a work which would have caused me to
murder any man who dared to undertake it.
During the supper, which was worthy of a king, the ambassador treated C C with the most delicate
attentions. Wit, cheerfulness, decent manners, attended our delightful party, and did not expel the gaiety and
the merry jests with which a Frenchman knows how to season every conversation.
An observing critic who, without being acquainted with us, wished to guess whether love was present at our
happy party, might have suspected, perhaps, but he certainly could not have affirmed, that it was there. M
M treated the ambassador as a friend. She shewed no other feeling towards me than that of deep esteem,
and she behaved to C C with the tender affection of a sister. M. de Bernis was kind, polite, and amiable
with M M , but he never ceased to take the greatest interest in every word uttered by C C , who
played her part to perfection, because she had only to follow her own nature, and, that nature being beautiful,
C C could not fail to be most charming.
We had passed five delightful hours, and the ambassador seemed more pleased even than any of us. M
M had the air of a person satisfied with her own work, and I was playing the part of an approving
spectator. C C looked highly pleased at having secured the general approbation, and there was, perhaps,
a slight feeling of vanity in her arising from the special attention which the ambassador had bestowed on her.
She looked at me, smiling, and I could easily understand the language of her soul, by which she wished to tell
me that she felt perfectly well the difference between the society in which she was then, and that in which her
brother had given us such a disgusting specimen of his depravity.
After midnight it was time to think of our departure, and M. de Bernis undertook all the complimentary part.
Thanking M M for the most agreeable supper he had ever made in his life, he contrived to make her
offer a repetition of it for two days afterwards, and he asked me, for the sake of appearance, whether I should
not find as much delight in that second meeting as himself. Could he have any doubt of my answering
CHAPTER XXI 9
affirmatively? I believe not, for I had placed myself under the necessity of being compliant. All being agreed,
we parted company.
The next day, when I thought of that exemplary supper, I had no difficulty in guessing what the ultimate result
would be. The ambassador owed his great fortune entirely to the fair sex, because he possessed to the highest
degree the art of coddling love; and as his nature was eminently voluptuous he found his advantage in it,
because he knew how to call desires into existence, and this procured him enjoyments worthy of his delicate
taste. I saw that he was deeply in love with C C , and I was far from supposing him the man to be
satisfied with looking at her lovely eyes. He certainly had some plan arranged, and M M , in spite of all
her honesty, was the prime manager of it. I knew that she would carry it on with such delicate skill that I
should not see any evidence of it. Although I did not feel disposed to shew more compliance than was strictly
just, I foresaw that in the end I should be the dupe, and my poor C C the victim, of a
cunningly-contrived trick. I could not make up my mind either to consent with a good grace, or to throw
obstacles in the way, and, believing my dear little wife incapable of abandoning herself to anything likely to
displease me, I allowed myself to be taken off my guard, and to rely upon the difficulty of seducing her.
Stupid calculation! Self-love and shamefacedness prevented me from using my common sense. At all events,
that intrigue kept me in a state of fever because I was afraid of its consequences, and yet curiosity mastered
me to such an extent that I was longing for the result. I knew very well that a second edition of the supper did
not imply that the same play would be performed a second time, and I foresaw that the changes would be
strongly marked. But I thought myself bound in honour not to retract. I could not lead the intrigue, but I
believed myself sufficiently skilful to baffle all their manoeuvrings.
After all those considerations, however, considerations which enabled me to assume the countenance of false
bravery, the inexperience of C- C , who, in spite of all the knowledge she had lately acquired, was only a
novice, caused me great anxiety. It was easy to abuse her natural wish to be polite, but that fear gave way very
soon before the confidence I had in M M s delicacy. I thought that, having seen how I had spent six
hours with that young girl, knowing for a certainty that I intended to marry her, M M would never be
guilty of such base treason. All these thoughts, worthy only of a weak and bashful jealousy, brought no
conclusive decision. I had to follow the current and watch events.
At the appointed time I repaired to the casino, where I found my two lovely friends sitting by the fire.
"Good evening, my two divinities, where is our charming Frenchman?"
"He has not arrived yet," answered M M , "but he will doubtless soon be here."
I took off my mask, and sitting between them, I gave them a thousand kisses, taking good care not to shew
any preference, and although I knew that they were aware of the unquestionable right I had upon both of
them, I kept within the limits of the utmost decency. I congratulated them upon the mutual inclination they
felt for each other, and I saw that they were pleased not to have to blush on that account.
More than one hour was spent in gallant and friendly conversation, without my giving any satisfaction to my
burning desires. M M attracted me more than C C , but I would not for the world have offended
the charming girl. M M was beginning to shew some anxiety about the absence of M. de Bernis, when
the door-keeper brought her a note from him.
"A courier," he wrote, "who arrived two hours ago, prevents my being happy to-night, for I am compelled to
pass it in answering the dispatches I have received. I trust that you will forgive and pity me. May I hope that
you will kindly grant me on Friday the pleasure of which I am so unfortunately deprived to-day? Let me know
your answer by to-morrow. I wish ardently, in that case, to find you with the same guests, to whom I beg you
will present my affectionate compliments."
CHAPTER XXI 10
"Well," said M M , "it is not his fault. We will sup without him. Will you come on Friday?"
"Yes, with the greatest pleasure. But what is the matter with you, dear C C ? You look sad."
"Sad, no, unless it should be for the sake of my friend, for I have never seen a more polite and more obliging
gentleman."
"Very well, dear, I am glad he has rendered you so sensible."
"What do you mean? Could anyone be insensible to his merit?"
"Better still, but I agree with you. Only tell me if you love him?"
"Well, even if I loved him, do you think I would go and tell him? Besides, I am certain that he loves my
friend."
So saying, she sat down on M M 's knee, calling her her own little wife, and my two beauties began to
bestow on one another caresses which made me laugh heartily. Far from troubling their sport, I excited them,
in order to enjoy a spectacle with which I had long been acquainted.
M M took up a book full of the most lascivious engravings, and said, with a significant glance in my
direction:
"Do you wish me to have a fire lighted in the alcove?"
I understood her, and replied:
"You would oblige me, for the bed being large we can all three sleep comfortably in it."
I guessed that she feared my suspecting the ambassador of enjoying from the mysterious closet the sight of
our amorous trio, and she wished to destroy that suspicion by her proposal.
The table having been laid in front of the alcove, supper was served, and we all did honour to it. We were all
blessed with a devouring appetite. While M M was teaching her friend how to mix punch, I was
admiring with delight the progress made in beauty by C C
"Your bosom," I said to her, "must have become perfect during the last nine months."
"It is like mine," answered M M , "would you like to see for yourself?"
Of course I did not refuse. M M unlaced her friend, who made no resistance, and performing afterwards
the same office upon herself, in less than two minutes I was admiring four rivals contending for the golden
apple like the three goddesses, and which would have set at defiance the handsome Paris himself to adjudge
the prize without injustice. Need I say what an ardent fire that ravishing sight sent coursing through my veins?
I placed immediately an the table the Academie des Dames, and pointed out a certain position to M M ,
who, understanding my wishes, said to C C :
"Will you, darling, represent that group with me?"
A look of compliance was C C 's only answer; she was not yet inured to amorous pleasures as much as
her lovely teacher. While I was laughing with delight, the two friends were getting ready, and in a few
minutes we were all three in bed, and in a state of nature. At first, satisfied with enjoying the sight of the
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barren contest of my two bacchanalians, I was amused by their efforts and by the contrast of colours, for one
was dark and the other fair, but soon, excited myself, and consumed by all the fire of voluptuousness, I threw
myself upon them, and I made them, one after the other, almost faint away from the excess of love and
enjoyment.
Worn out and satiated with pleasure, I invited them to take some rest. We slept until we were awakened by the
alarum, which I had taken care to set at four o'clock. We were certain of turning to good account the two
hours we had then to spare before parting company, which we did at the dawn of day, humiliated at having to
confess our exhaustion, but highly pleased with each other, and longing for a renewal of our delightful
pleasures.
The next day, however, when I came to think of that rather too lively night, during which, as is generally the
case, Love had routed Reason, I felt some remorse. M M wanted to convince me of her love, and for
that purpose she had combined all the virtues which I attached to my own affection namely, honour,
delicacy, and truth, but her temperament, of which her mind was the slave, carried her towards excess, and she
prepared everything in order to give way to it, while she awaited the opportunity of making me her
accomplice. She was coaxing love to make it compliant, and to succeed in mastering it, because her heart,
enslaved by her senses, never reproached her. She likewise tried to deceive herself by endeavouring to forget
that I might complain of having been surprised. She knew that to utter such a complaint I would have to
acknowledge myself weaker or less courageous than she was, and she relied upon my being ashamed to make
such a confession. I had no doubt whatever that the absence of the ambassador had been arranged and
concerted beforehand. I could see still further, for it seemed evident to me that the two conspirators had
foreseen that I would guess the artifice, and that, feeling stung to the quick, in spite of all my regrets, I would
not shew myself less generous than they had been themselves. The ambassador having first procured me a
delightful night, how could I refuse to let him enjoy as pleasant a one? My friends had argued very well, for,
in spite of all the objections of my mind, I saw that I could not on my side put any obstacle in their way. C
C was no impediment to them. They were certain of conquering her the moment she was not hindered by
my presence. It rested entirely with M M , who had perfect control over her. Poor girl! I saw her on the
high road to debauchery, and it was my own doing! I sighed when I thought how little I had spared them in
our last orgie, and what would become of me if both of them should happen to be, by my doing, in such a
position as to be compelled to run away from the convent? I could imagine both of them thrown upon my
hands, and the prospect was not particularly agreeable. It would be an 'embarras de richesse'. In this miserable
contest between reason and prejudice, between nature and sentiment, I could not make up my mind either to
go to the supper or to remain absent from it. "If I go," said I to myself, "that night will pass with perfect
decency, but I shall prove myself very ridiculous, jealous, ungrateful, and even wanting in common
politeness: if I remain absent, C C is lost, at least, in my estimation, for I feel that my love will no
longer exist, and then good-bye to all idea of a marriage with her." In the perplexity of mind in which I found
myself, I felt a want of something more certain than mere probabilities to base my decision upon. I put on my
mask, and repaired to the mansion of the French ambassador. I addressed myself to the gate-keeper, saying
that I had a letter for Versailles, and that I would thank him to deliver it to the courier when he went back to
France with his excellency's dispatches.
"But, sir," answered the man, "we have not had a special courier for the last two months:"
"What? Did not a special cabinet messenger arrive here last night?"
"Then he must have come in through the garret window or down the chimney, for, on the word of an honest
man, none entered through the gate."
"But the ambassador worked all night?"
"That may be, sir, but not here, for his excellency dined with the Spanish ambassador, and did not return till
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very late:"
I had guessed rightly. I could no longer entertain any doubt. It was all over; I could not draw back without
shame. C C must resist, if the game was distasteful to her; no violence would of course be offered to
her. The die was cast!
Towards evening I went to the casino of Muran, and wrote a short note to M M , requesting her to
excuse me if some important business of M. de Bragadin's prevented me from spending the night with her and
with our two friends, to whom I sent my compliments as well as my apologies. After that I returned to Venice,
but in rather an unpleasant mood; to divert myself I went to the gaming table, and lost all night.
Two days afterwards, being certain that a letter from M M awaited me at Muran, I went over, and the
door-keeper handed me a parcel in which I found a note from my nun and a letter from C C , for
everything was now in common between them.
Here is C C 's letter"
"We were very sorry, dearest friend, when we heard that we should not have the happiness of seeing you. My
dear M M 's friend came shortly afterwards, and when he read your note he likewise expressed his deep
regret. We expected to have a very dull supper, but the witty sayings of that gentleman enlivened us and you
cannot imagine of what follies we were guilty after partaking of some champagne punch. Our friend had
become as gay as ourselves, and we spent the night in trios, not very fatiguing, but very pleasant. I can assure
you that that man deserves to be loved, but he must acknowledge himself inferior to you in everything.
Believe me, dearest, I shall ever love you, and you must for ever remain the master of my heart."
In spite of all my vexation, that letter made me laugh, but the note of M M was much more singular.
Here are the contents of it:
"I am certain, my own beloved, that you told a story out of pure politeness, but you had guessed that I
expected you to do so. You have made our friend a splendid present in exchange for the one he made you
when he did not object to his M M bestowing her heart upon you. You possess that heart entirely,
dearest, and you would possess it under all circumstances, but how sweet it is to flavour the pleasures of love
with the charms of friendship! I was sorry not to see you, but I knew that if you had come we would not have
had much enjoyment; for our friend, notwithstanding all his wit, is not exempt from some natural prejudices.
As for C C , her mind is now quite as free of them as our own, and I am glad she owes it to me. You
must feel thankful to me for having completed her education, and for rendering her in every way worthy of
you. I wish you had been hiding in the closet, where I am certain you would have spent some delightful hours.
On Wednesday next I shall be yours, and all alone with you in your casino in Venice; let me know whether
you will be at the usual hour near the statue of the hero Colleoni. In case you should be prevented, name any
other day."
I had to answer those two letters in the same spirit in which they had been written, and in spite of all the bitter
feelings which were then raging in my heart, my answers were to be as sweet as honey. I was in need of great
courage, but I said to myself: "George Dandin, tu las voulu!" I could not refuse to pay the penalty of my own
deeds, and I have never been able to ascertain whether the shame I felt was what is called shamefacedness. It
is a problem which I leave to others.
In my letter to C C I had the courage, or the effrontery, to congratulate her, and to encourage her to
imitate M M , the best model, I said, I could propose to her.
I wrote to my nun that I would be punctual at the appointment near the statue, and amidst many false
compliments, which ought to have betrayed the true state of my heart, I told her that I admired the perfect
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education she had given to C C , but that I congratulated myself upon having escaped the torture I
should have suffered in the mysterious observatory, for I felt that I could not have borne it.
On the Wednesday I was punctual at the rendezvous, and I had not to wait long for M M , who came
disguised in male attire. "No theatre to-night," she said to me; "let us go to the 'ridotto', to lose or double our
money." She had six hundred sequins. I had about one hundred. Fortune turned her back upon us, and we lost
a11. I expected that we would then leave that cutthroat place, but M M , having left me for a minute,
came back with three hundred sequins which had been given to her by her friend, whom she knew where to
find. That money given by love or by friendship brought her luck for a short time, and she soon won back all
we had lost, but in our greediness or imprudence we continued to play, and finally we lost our last sequin.
When we could play no longer, M M said to me,
"Now that we need not fear thieves, let us go to our supper."
That woman, religious and a Free-thinker, a libertine and gambler, was wonderful in all she did. She had just
lost five hundred pounds, and she was as completely at her ease as if she had won a very large sum. It is true
that the money she had just lost had not cost her much.
As soon as we were alone, she found me sad and low-spirited, although I tried hard not to appear so, but, as
for her, always the same, she was handsome, brilliant, cheerful, and amorous.
She thought she would bring back my spirits by giving me the fullest particulars of the night she had passed
with C C and her friend, but she ought to have guessed that she was going the wrong way. That is a
very common error, it comes from the mind, because people imagine that what they feel themselves others
must feel likewise.
I was on thorns, and I tried everything to avoid that subject, and to lead the conversation into a different
channel, for the amorous particulars, on which she was dwelling with apparent delight, vexed me greatly, and
spite causing coldness, I was afraid of not playing my part very warmly in the amorous contest which was at
hand. When a lover doubts his own strength, he may almost always be sure that he will fail in his efforts.
After supper we went to bed in the alcove, where the beauty, the mental and physical charms, the grace and
the ardour of my lovely nun, cast all my bad temper to the winds, and soon restored me to my usual
good-spirits. The nights being shorter we spent two hours in the most delightful pleasures, and then parted,
satisfied and full of love.
Before leaving, M M asked me to go to her casino, to take some money and to play, taking her for my
partner. I did so. I took all the gold I found, and playing the martingale, and doubling my stakes continuously,
I won every day during the remainder of the carnival. I was fortunate enough never to lose the sixth card, and,
if I had lost it, I should have been without money to play, for I had two thousand sequins on that card. I
congratulated myself upon having increased the treasure of my dear mistress, who wrote to me that, for the
sake of civility, we ought to have a supper 'en partie carree' on Shrove Monday. I consented.
That supper was the last I ever had in my life with C C She was in excellent spirits, but I had made up
my mind, and as I paid all my attentions to M M , C C imitated my example without difficulty,
and she devoted herself wholly to her new lover.
Foreseeing that we would, a little later, be all of us in each other's way, I begged M M to arrange
everything so that we could be apart, and she contrived it marvellously well.
After supper, the ambassador proposed a game of faro, which our beauties did not know; he called for cards,
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