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"Doctor Albaret, as I was informed." "Then rely on me, countess," cried the athlete, rushing away; "either I rescue Fanfaro or else I die with him." Bobichel unfortunately had not said too much. The fact that Fanfaro had dropped dead so suddenly had caused great excitement in the scientific world, and Dr. Albaret, the king's private physician, was the first to propose the autopsy.
In the meantime the hall had become crowded, and when Dr. Albaret appeared a murmur of expectation ran through the ranks of the students and physicians. Dr.
Gaston," he burst out, "she is a lovely maid saw you ever a bonnier?" "Indeed she is very beautiful," I answered, laughing to myself at the thought of how little he dreamt that it was of Yvonne St. Albaret de Canaples that he spoke, and not minded for the while to enlighten him. "If she be as kind and gentle as she is beautiful, Gaston, well Uncle Giulio's plans are likely to suffer shipwreck.
"It isn't worth the trouble to postpone it," replied Albaret, indifferently; "let the poor fellow, who is stone-dead, be buried. Death undoubtedly was produced by the bursting of a blood vessel in the brain, and the excitement under which the deceased was laboring proves this very clearly. Adieu, gentlemen, next time we shall make up for what we have lost now." He hurried out.
So much for Mazarin's nieces. His nephews are too young for alliances just yet, saving myself; and for me his Eminence has chosen one of the greatest heiresses in France Yvonne St. Albaret de Canaples." "Whom?" I shouted. He smiled. "Curious, is it not? She is the sister of the man whom I quarrelled with this morning, and whom you fought with this afternoon.
There are different ways of beginning an autopsy such as this. The German professors, for instance, make a cut from the chin to the pit of the stomach, the Italians from the underlip to the breast-bone, while the French " "Dr. Albaret," cried a stentorian voice at this moment "where is Dr. Albaret?"
In the corridor he was stopped by the superintendent of the hospital, who asked him to put his signature under the burial certificate. Albaret signed it standing, got into the carriage which was waiting at the door, and rode rapidly away, while the royal servant, who was no other than Girdel, ran in an opposite direction, and took off his livery in a little house where Bobichel was awaiting him.
Hurriedly running over the few lines, Albaret nodded, and quickly putting his coat on again, he said, in a tone of importance: "Gentlemen, much to my regret I must leave you; an urgent matter requires my immediate attendance at the Tuileries, and I shall go there directly." "But the autopsy?" remarked an elderly colleague.
Albaret, a sturdy old man, bowed to all sides, and hastily taking off his coat he took the dissecting knife in his hand and began to speak: "Gentlemen! a death so sudden as this in a person apparently in the best of health demands the attention of all physicians, and I hope that we will be able to discover the cause of this surprising phenomenon.
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