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and only in
masquerade when out of it; nuns who have no holiness in their ideas,
friars without a spice of religion, ugly Venuses, Dianas without
chastity, and Hebes as old as your grandmother."
"All very true, Herbert, and life itself is masquerade enough; but the
fact is, that I have an appointment: it is of importance, and I must not
fail."
"Well, I wish you more amusement than I have generally extracted from
these burlesque meetings," replied I. "Adieu, and may you be
successful!" And Albert hastened away.
I remained another half hour reclining on the bench, and then returned
to my lodgings. My servant Antonio lighted the candle and withdrew. On
the table lay a note; it was an invitation from the Marquesa. I threw
it on one side and took up a book, one that required reflection and deep
examination; but the rattling of the wheels of the carriages as they
whirled along past my window would not permit me to command my
attention. I threw down the book; and taking a chair at the window,
watched the carriages full of masks as they rolled past, apparently so
eager in the pursuit of pleasure. I was in a cynical humour. What
fools, thought I, and yet what numbers will be there; there will be an
immense crowd; and what can be the assignation which Albert said was of
such consequence? Such was my reflection for the next ten minutes,
during which at least fifty carriages and other vehicles had passed in
review before me.
And then I thought of the princely fortune of the Marquesa, the splendid
palazzo at which the masquerade was given, and the brilliant scene which
would take place.
"The Grand Duke is to be there, and everybody of distinction in Lucca.
I have a great mind to go myself."
A few minutes more elapsed. I felt that I was lonely, and I made up my
mind that I would go. I turned from the window and rang the bell.
"Antonio, see if you can procure me a domino, a dark-coloured one if
possible; and tell Carlo to bring the carriage round as soon as he can."
Antonio departed, and was away so long that the carriage was at the door
previous to his return.
"Signor, I am sorry, very, very sorry; but I have run to every shop in
Lucca, and there is nothing left but a sky-blue domino, which I have
brought with me."
"Sky-blue! why, there will not be two sky-blue dominos in the whole
masquerade: I might as well tell my name at once, I shall be so
conspicuous."
"You are as well hidden under a sky-blu
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