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1 as he lives with the duke of Medina Cell,
i fpends little, muft be worth a confiderable
■ 1 p of money.
: E did not lofe one word which the poets faid
tncerning my uncle, who we had heard in the
* nily, made a noife in Madrid, by his works,
■he people travelling through Olmedo having
j d us fo; but as he neglected to let us hear
bm him, and feemed quite detached from his
Rations, we, on our part, lived in as great iudif-
:i jence towards him. True blood is, however,
bvays guided by a fure inftind:: as foon as I
rard that he Was in good circumftances, and
‘bew where he lodged, I was tempted to wait
; Jon him : though one thing embaraffed me not
little; his being called Don Pedro by the au-
iors. That Doa gave ^fome uneafinefs, and
s Was afraid he might be fome other poet than
■ 'jy uncle. I was not, however, flopped by this
b ftifideration ; but imagined that he might have
'jsen ennobled on account of his wit, and there-
;'fre rcfolved to go and fee him. For this pur-
Dfe, with my mafter’s permifiion, I drefled my-
1 ilf one morning, as well as I could, and went
111 lit of the ihop, not a little proud ot being ne-
^ hew to a man who had acquired fuch reputa-
5 on by his genius. As the barbers are not the
'jait vain people in the world, 1 began to con¬
ceive a great opinion of myfelf, and, ftrutting
^ith an haughty air, enquired for the houfe of
le Duke de Medina Celi, where prefenting my-
;lf at the gate, and faying, I wanted to (peak
ith Don Pedro de la Fuenta, the porter pointed
idr his finger to a little flair-cafe, at the further
I'hd of a court, which he bid me afcend, and
mock at the firfl door on my right hand. I did
>, and (a young man coming out) aikcd if Sig-