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The doctor smiled coldly. Mivart added, "If you had come an hour sooner, you might have seen Mademoiselle Rose; she was in the town." "Mademoiselle Rose? who is that?" "Why, Madame Aubertin's sister." At this Dr. Aubertin looked first very puzzled, then very grave. "Hum!" said he, after a little reflection, "where do these paragons live?"
But I never do clean them, for after all he is more stupid than wicked, poor man: I have not therefore the sad courage to make him wretched." "Let us return to our beetle what will his tirades about its antiquity advance me?" "Oh! one begins about a beetle, but one ends Heaven knows where." Riviere profited by this advice. He even improved on it. In due course he threw himself into Aubertin's way.
Aubertin's hour of out-a-door study; and he came mooning along, buried in a book, and walked slowly into the group started, made a slight apology, and was mooning off, lost in his book again. Then the baroness, who had eyed him with grim suspicion all the time, said with well-affected nonchalance, "Doctor, you dropped your purse; we have just picked it up." And she handed it to him.
Like Burton, Aubertin loved Camoens, and the two friends delighted to walk together in the butterfly-haunted forests and talk about the "beloved master," while each communicated to the other his intention of translating The Lusiads into English. Thirteen years, however, were to elapse before the appearance of Aubertin's translation and Burton's did not see print till 1880.
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