_Guzman having arrived at Genoa, resolves to present himself before his
kindred there. How he was received by them._
As soon as I had quitted the captain, or rather when I found myself
abandoned by him, my only thought was how to console myself under this
misfortune, and I soon forgot it, when I reflected that I was now at
Genoa, where I had so long desired to be. I inquired in the city about
my relations, and was informed that they were the most rich and powerful
persons in that republic. I was overjoyed at this news, for I did not
doubt that I should receive the greatest assistance from them, when they
knew that I was a branch of their noble family.
I looked about for another inn where I could live thriftily, until I
should be rather a more decent figure to visit my relations. My pistole
could not do much for me, part of which I was obliged to expend in
procuring a pair of shoes which I was sadly in want of; my clothes were
also much worn as well as my stockings and hat, so that my whole dress
was in a ruinous condition. “So much the better,” said I: “my relations
can never suffer me to remain long in such a state to be a disgrace to
them. Let me quickly, therefore, make myself known to them, that I may
the sooner be relieved from my misery.”
I then immediately set forward with this intention, and asked the way to
their house, boasting to every one I spoke to that I had the honour to
be of their family, which was soon reported to them by some of their
enemies, who, thinking that the sight of a lad so wretchedly equipped
would afford them no great pleasure, were the more anxious to
communicate to them the agreeable news. My generous relations were
almost desperate. They looked upon my poverty as an infamous disgrace to
them; and I verily believe, that could they, without danger to
themselves, have caused me to be poniarded, they would not have
hesitated a moment, for such practices were but too common in that
country. But, as I was already talked of all over the city, where my
father had been so well known, if I had disappeared all of a sudden, the
cause would have been easily guessed.
Do not be surprised, reader, at my ill opinion of my relations; had you
been in their place I do not think that you would have behaved much
better towards me. Suppose yourself for a moment as rich as they were,
and tell me candidly how you would have received a beggar, who comes up
to you as suddenly as if he had just fallen from the clouds, and
salutes you in the middle of the street saying, good morrow, uncle, or
brother, I am a son of your brother, or of your mother; would you not be
extremely mortified? and yet I was so imprudent as to address them in
this public manner: thus I never saluted one of them that did not treat
me with the titles of rascal and impostor, accompanying these epithets
with threats; “take our advice,” said they, “and do not remain much
longer at Genoa, lest you pass but an unpleasant time here.” In vain did
I name my father, protesting that he ranked among the noble Genoese;
they seemed all to have forgotten that there had ever been such a person
in existence.
One evening I met a venerable looking old man, who accosted me in a
polite and insinuating manner: “my son,” said he, “is it not you who
have reason to complain of certain titled personages who have not chosen
to acknowledge you for one of their noble blood?” I answered in the
affirmative, and told him who was my father. “I recollect him well,”
replied the old man, “and there are certainly in this city several of
the principal nobles who are his relations. I can even introduce you to
a banker who must have been a most intimate friend of your father’s, and
who to-morrow, for it is too late to-day, will, I doubt not, be happy to
satisfy you in every particular concerning your family. In the mean
time,” continued he, “come and take up your lodging at my house: I feel
quite indignant at the behaviour of your cousins towards you, who ought
rather to have received you with the greatest affection: but follow me,
and be assured that the banker will put it in your power to be fully
avenged of them for their hard-heartedness.”
I accepted the old man’s offer of a lodging in his house by returning
thanks to heaven by so fortunate a rencounter. His appearance was such
that I did not in the least mistrust him. He had a good natured serious
air, his bald head and white beard rendering his appearance truly
venerable; he walked with a staff, and wore a long robe; in fact I
looked upon him as another St. Paul. When we arrived at his house, which
appeared to me like a magnificent hotel, a servant came to meet him to
take off his long robe; but the old gentleman from an excess of
politeness would not part with it, but sent the servant away, after
having communicated something to him in Italian, which was so much
Hebrew to me. He then conducted me into a large parlour, where we
conversed concerning the affairs of Spain for above an hour, and from
them proceeded insensibly to those of our own family, respecting which
he seemed extremely curious, questioning me more particularly concerning
my mother; and I answered him in the most cautious manner. This
discourse was beginning to grow tedious, when the servant returned;
they had another short conversation together in Italian, which I
understood no better than the former. But immediately afterwards, the
good old man addressed himself to me in Spanish: “I suppose,” said he,
“you have of course supped, you must be weary, and it is time to be a
bed. We shall meet again in the morning.” Then turning to his servant,
“Antonio,” continued he, “shew this gentleman to the finest chamber in
the house.”
I had much more inclination to eat than to sleep, for I was literally
half dying with hunger; having unfortunately dined very sparingly at my
inn that day; for my pistole was just at an end. That I might not,
however, presume upon the goodness of an host who seemed so disposed to
be of service to me, I followed his servant, as if I had a good
bellyful, and was carried through an enfilade of seven or eight rooms
paved with alabaster, each vying with the others in magnificence. From
thence we entered a gallery which led into a fine chamber in which there
was a very rich bed with superb tapestry. “You see your chamber,” said
Antonio, “and the bed that is destined for you: none are allowed to
sleep here but princes and some few of my master’s nearest relatives.”
After having allowed me to admire the richness of the furniture for a
while, this servant offered to undress me, but I declined his assistance
for very good reasons; my ragged shirt was by no means in a state to be
exhibited; and in addition to this, the rest of my clothes were now of
so very fine a texture, that they required a hand more interested in
their welfare than his was, to take them off delicately. Either through
malice, however, or that he thought I declined his good natured offer
merely from politeness, he returned to the charge, and seeming
determined to assist me in spite of my teeth, he caught hold of me, and
drew off one of my sleeves so suddenly, that had I not prevented him
with my other hand, he would undoubtedly have torn it to pieces. I then
entreated him in a peevish tone to leave me to my rest, and he prevented
my further anger by desisting as I desired. I retired to the side of the
bed, threw off my rags which were held together only by a few laces, and
jumped into bed, the sheets of which were clean and completely perfumed.
This done, I told the servant he might take away the candle. “I am not
so inconsiderate,” replied he: “it would be the means of causing you to
pass a very uneasy night; for it is very common for large bats, which
are very numerous in this country, to conceal themselves in chambers
with so lofty a ceiling, and you will be much disturbed by them if you
remain without light. Add to this,” continued he, “there are certain
evil spirits that frequent the principal houses in this city, by whom
you will infallibly be tormented, if you neglect to keep lighted
candles in the room, the brightness of which, it is said, they are
afraid of.” He told me all this tale with an ingenuous air, and I
listened to him with all the credulity of an infant, instead of
mistrusting this Antonio, whose knavish countenance ought to have been
sufficient to have excited my suspicions.
No sooner had he left the chamber, than I got out of bed and bolted the
door, less from fear of being robbed, than in the hope of thus securing
myself from the persecution of the aforesaid spirits. Considering myself
then in perfect safety, I lay down again, and reflected on the
benevolence of my venerable landlord. So far from suspecting him of any
bad design, which, had I possessed a little more experience, I should
not have failed to have done, I represented to myself that he could be
no other than one of my nearest relatives, who had not chosen to make
himself known to me over night, that he might surprise me the more
agreeably in the morning. “I would lay a good wager,” said I to myself,
“that when I wake to-morrow morning, I shall find a tailor in waiting to
take measure of me for a fine suit of clothes. I may rest assured that
in future I shall never want for any thing, and that I have not lost my
labour in coming to Italy.” Flattered by these agreeable thoughts, my
senses were beguiled by degrees into a most profound sleep.
Although Antonio had told me that the evil spirits were so averse to
light, my candles did not secure me from the persecution of four figures
in the shape of so many devils who entered my chamber. It was some time
before I heard the noise created by these demons; but as it was very far
from their intention to respect my repose, they advanced towards the
bed, drew the curtains, two of them seized me by the arms, and the other
two by the legs, and dragged me out of bed. At length I awoke; and
finding myself thus dangling in the air in the clutches of four devils,
I was so terribly frightened that I was more dead than alive. They were
each habited exactly as the devil is represented; with huge long tails,
frightful vizards, and horns on their heads. I had just sufficient sense
remaining in me to invoke the assistance of some Saint whose name
occurred to me at the moment. But had I offered up prayers, they would
have been equally unavailing. These apparitions were not to be driven
from their purpose; exorcisms even would have been useless, for the
devils that I had to deal with had been baptized. They placed me in one
of my blankets, and each taking a corner, began to toss me in the air
with such violence, that they threw me to the ceiling at every toss,
against which I expected every moment that either my head or one of my
arms would have been broken. But they contented themselves with only
bruising me, though they did not cease to make me vault in this manner
until they were completely fatigued, or rather until their noses
informed them that my fear grew laxative. They then placed me in bed
again, covered me over as they found me, extinguished the light, and
vanished the same way as they had entered.
In this pitiable condition I remained until day-break; and with the most
dreadful sensation of fear still on my mind, I made an effort to get up,
with the intention of hastening as quickly as possible out of a house
where the duties of hospitality had been so scurvily fulfilled. But I
could not rise, or dress myself without the greatest difficulty and
pain, the cause of which I could not remember without bestowing a
thousand curses on the old rascal who had caused me to be thus cruelly
treated. He no longer seemed to me that personage so worthy of
veneration, no longer that benevolent character the meeting with whom
had so much delighted me, but an old sorcerer, destined to be damned
from the creation of the world.
Before I quitted the chamber, I was curious to know how these malignant
spirits could have entered it. I first examined the door, and finding it
still bolted as I had left it before I fell asleep, I could not
reasonably imagine that they had found their way to me by that means.
But having lifted up the hangings, I perceived a large window covered by
them, which opened into the gallery. This was still open, the
apparitions not having taken the trouble to close it after them. I made
not the least noise, lest there should be something still in reserve for
me, and thought of nothing but how to extricate myself from this cursed
place. I had already left the room with this view, when I met Antonio in
the gallery, who informed me that his master was waiting for me at the
nearest church. All the answer I made was to request him to shew me to
the street-door, which he did with as much sang-froid as if he had not
been one of the goblins who had amused themselves so much at my expence.
I no sooner got out of doors, than I scampered off as if I had not a
bruise about me. What wonderful strength is imparted by fear! I ran as
fast as my legs would carry me.
As soon as I considered myself in perfect safety, my hunger, which had
been suspended for a while by fear, became such, that I was obliged to
satisfy it by buying some baked meat and a slice of bread, which I
amused myself with eating as I walked along. I did not stop till I had
got quite out of the city, and then seeing a tavern before me, I went in
and drank a glass of good wine. This so completely reanimated my
courage, that after a slight repast, I was able to set out again, taking
the road towards Rome, reflecting on the affectionate reception I had
met with from my relations, and especially from my old friend. I made a
solemn oath never to forget the detestable night that this grey bearded
old wolf had allured me under his roof, for which I resolved to be fully
avenged on him the very first opportunity.