More filled
with indignation at this meanness, than concerned for my own interest,
I rejected his proposal. He insisted, and I grew warm. "No, sir," said
I, with some heat, "your excellency may keep what belongs to you,
but do not take from me that which is mine; I will not suffer you to
touch a penny of the perquisites arising from passports." Perceiving
he could gain nothing by these means he had recourse to others, and
blushed not to tell me that since I had appropriated to myself the
profits of the chancery, it was but just I should pay the expenses.
I was unwilling to dispute upon this subject, and from that time I
furnished at my own expense, ink, paper, wax, wax-candle, tape, and
even a new seal, for which he never reimbursed me to the amount of a
farthing. This, however, did not prevent my giving a small part of the
produce of the passports to the Abbe de Binis, a good creature, and
who was far from pretending to have the least right to any such right.
If he was obliging to me my politeness to him was an equivalent, and
we always lived together on the best of terms.
On the first trial I made of his talents in my official functions, I
found him less troublesome than I expected he would have been,
considering he was a man without experience, in the service of an
ambassador who possessed no more than himself, and whose ignorance and
obstinacy constantly counteracted everything with which common-sense
and some information inspired me for his service and that of the king.
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