1 "Take off that veil," said the old woman to Candide.
2 It is not my hand you must kiss," said the old woman; "I shall be back to-morrow.
3 The old woman desired they would make less noise and then she left them to themselves.
4 The old woman supplies a smelling bottle; they come to themselves and recover their speech.
5 Candide, amazed at all he had suffered and still more with the charity of the old woman, wished to kiss her hand.
6 Immediately Candide saddled the three horses, and Cunegonde, the old woman and he, travelled thirty miles at a stretch.
7 The old woman knocked at a little door, it opened, she led Candide up a private staircase into a small apartment richly furnished.
8 He entered, and saw the whipped Candide, sword in hand, a dead man upon the floor, Cunegonde aghast, and the old woman giving counsel.
9 Quarrels have not been wanting, for they could not decide whether the night from Saturday to Sunday belonged to the old law or to the new.
10 The old woman returned very soon, supporting with difficulty a trembling woman of a majestic figure, brilliant with jewels, and covered with a veil.
11 I praised God for bringing you back to me after so many trials, and I charged my old woman to take care of you, and to conduct you hither as soon as possible.
12 The next morning the old woman brought him his breakfast, looked at his back, and rubbed it herself with another ointment: in like manner she brought him his dinner; and at night she returned with his supper.
13 Candide did not take courage, but followed the old woman to a decayed house, where she gave him a pot of pomatum to anoint his sores, showed him a very neat little bed, with a suit of clothes hanging up, and left him something to eat and drink.
14 In saying this he drew a long poniard which he always carried about him; and not imagining that his adversary had any arms he threw himself upon Candide: but our honest Westphalian had received a handsome sword from the old woman along with the suit of clothes.
15 The old servants of the family suspected him to have been the son of the Baron's sister, by a good, honest gentleman of the neighborhood, whom that young lady would never marry because he had been able to prove only seventy-one quarterings, the rest of his genealogical tree having been lost through the injuries of time.
16 Here, old men covered with wounds, beheld their wives, hugging their children to their bloody breasts, massacred before their faces; there, their daughters, disembowelled and breathing their last after having satisfied the natural wants of Bulgarian heroes; while others, half burnt in the flames, begged to be despatched.
17 This present Paquette received of a learned Grey Friar, who had traced it to its source; he had had it of an old countess, who had received it from a cavalry captain, who owed it to a marchioness, who took it from a page, who had received it from a Jesuit, who when a novice had it in a direct line from one of the companions of Christopher Columbus.
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