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L'Abbé Prévost The Story of Manon Lescaut and of the Chevalier des Grieux…

The remainder of the day seemed to me intolerably long; but night came at last, and we took a coach and drove to within a short distance of the gates of the Hôpital. We had not waited there many minutes before Manon and her escort made their appearance. The door of our coach was open; they hurriedly leaped in, and I clasped my beloved mistress to my heart. She was trembling like a leaf.
"Where shall I drive?" asked the coachman.
"Drive to the uttermost ends of the earth!" cried I, "and carry me to some spot where I can never again be separated from Manon!"
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L'Abbé Prévost The Story of Manon Lescaut and of the Chevalier des Grieux…

On our way home I confided my newly conceived plan to Lescaut.
"I may fairly assume," said I, "that this M. de T———'s son, who is rich and well-connected, has, in common with most young fellows of his age, more or less taste for pleasure. He is hardly likely to be a woman-hater, or such a milksop as to refuse his aid in a love affair. It is my design to enlist his interest in Manon's release. If he be a man of honor and feeling, he will lend us his assistance out of pure generosity.
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L'Abbé Prévost The Story of Manon Lescaut and of the Chevalier des Grieux…

His undertaking to obtain me an opportunity of seeing Manon would alone have made me his willing slave. I expressed these sentiments to him as best I could, and, in doing so, gave him every reason to believe that my character was not unworthy of his esteem. We embraced one another affectionately, and became fast friends, out of pure warmth of heart, and that natural inclination which prompts one man of ardent and generous temperament to attach himself to another of similar disposition.
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