CASANOVA
THE COMPLETE 30 VOLUME MEMOIRS OF CASANOVA IN A SINGLE NOOKBOOK!
(Special Complete Unabridged and Authoritative Nook Edition)
CASANOVA THE MEMOIRS (The Story of My Life)
TABLE OF CONTENTS
Volume I. Venetian Years
1. Childhood
2. A Cleric in Naples
3. Military Career
4. Return to Venice
5. Milan and Mantua
Volume II. Paris and Prison
6. Paris
7. Venice
8. Convent Affairs
9. False Nun
10. Under the Leads
Volume III. The Eternal Quest
11. Paris and Holland
12. Return to Paris
13. Holland and Germany
14. Switzerland
15. With Voltaire
Volume IV. Adventures in the South
16. Depart Switzerland
17. Return to Italy
18. To Naples
19. Again to Paris
20. Milan
Volume V. To London and Moscow
21. South of France
22. To London
23. The English
24. London to Berlin
25. Russia and Poland
Volume VI. Spanish Passions
26. Spain
27. Expelled from Spain
28. Rome
29. Florence to Trieste
30. Old Age and Death
EXCERPT
The true Venetian character of the girl struck me even more than her beauty. Her courage, frank indignation, and the nobility of her aspect made me resolve not to abandon her. I could not doubt that she had told a true tale, as my brother continued to observe a guilty silence.
I watched her silently for some time, and, my mind being made up, said,—
“I promise to send you back to Venice with a respectable woman to look after you; but you will be unfortunate if you carry back with you the results of your amours.”
“What results? Did I not tell you that we were going to be married at Geneva?”
“Yes, but in spite of that...”
“I understand you, sir, but I am quite at ease on that point, as I am happy to say that I did not yield to any of the wretch’s desires.”
“Remember,” said the abbe, in a plaintive voice, “the oath you took to be mine for ever. You swore it upon the crucifix.”
So saying he got up and approached her with a supplicating gesture, but as soon as he was within reach she gave him a good hearty box on the ear. I expected to see a fight, in which I should not have interfered, but nothing of the kind. The humble abbe gently turned away to the window, and casting his eyes to heaven began to weep.
“You are too malicious, my dear,” I said; “the poor devil is only unhappy because you have made him in love with you.”
“If he is it’s his own fault, I should never have thought of him but for his coming to me and fooling me, I shall never forgive him till he is out of my sight. That’s not the first blow I have given him; I had to begin at Padua.”
“Yes,” said the abbe, “but you are excommunicated, for I am a priest.”
“It’s little I care for the excommunication of a scoundrel like you, and if you say another word I will give you some more.”
“Calm yourself, my child,” said I; “you have cause to be angry, but you should not beat him. Take up your things and follow me.”
“Where are you going to take her?” said the foolish priest.
“To my own house, and I should advise you to hold your tongue. Here, take these twenty sequins and buy yourself some clean clothes and linen, and give those rags of yours to the beggars. I will come and talk to you to-morrow, and you may thank your stars that you found me here. As for you, mademoiselle, I will have you conducted to my lodging, for Genoa must not see you in my company after arriving here with a priest. We must not have any scandal. I shall place you under the charge of my landlady, but whatever you do don’t tell her this sad story. I will see that you are properly dressed, and that you want for nothing.”
“May Heaven reward you!”
My brother, astonished at the sight of the twenty sequins, let me go away without a word. I had the fair Venetian taken to my lodging in a sedan-chair, and putting her under the charge of my landlady I told the latter to see that she was properly dressed. I wanted to see how she would look in decent clothes, for her present rags and tatters detracted from her appearance. I warned Annette that a girl who had been placed in my care would eat and sleep with her ...
