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Why? because she is defying nature. Nature intended her to be pressing her child to her bosom day and night; instead of that, a peasant woman at Frejus nurses the child, and the mother pines at Beaurepaire." At this, Josephine leaned her face on her hands on the doctor's shoulder. In this attitude she murmured to him, "I have never seen him since I left Frejus." Dr. Aubertin sighed for her.
Aubertin went away, and left Dujardin standing there like a statue, his eyes still glued to the ground at his feet.
The ladies managed to keep their countenances, but Dujardin's discomfiture was evident. He looked piteously at Josephine, and then asked Aubertin if they were to set him down anywhere in particular. "Oh, no; I am going with you to Frejus," was the quiet reply. Josephine quaked. Camille was devoured with secret rage: he lashed the horse and away they went. It was a silent party.
"Oh! if I thought that!" cried Rose. "Well, then, it is so, I assure you." "Doctor," said Rose, "do you remember, one day you said healthy blood could be drawn from robust veins and poured into a sick person's?" "It is a well-known fact," said Aubertin. "I don't believe it," said Rose, dryly. "Then you place a very narrow limit to science," said the doctor, coldly.
Bygones are to be bygones; and when your time comes round to quarrel again, please consult me first, since it is me you will afflict." She left them together, and went and tapped timidly at the doctor's study. Aubertin received her with none of that reserve she had seen in him. He appeared both surprised and pleased at her visit to his little sanctum.
From that hour till her death the baroness wore black. The mourner would have been arrested, and perhaps beheaded, but for a friend, the last in the world on whom the family reckoned for any solid aid. Dr. Aubertin had lived in the chateau twenty years.
But if I must not have the acquaintance I value more than life, suffer me to be alone in the world, and never to say a word either to Dr. Aubertin, or to any human creature if I can help it." The imperious young beauty drew herself up directly.
He stopped the doctor reverentially, and said he had heard he was an entomologist. WOULD he be kind enough to tell him what was this enormous chrysalis he had just found? "The death's head moth!" cried Aubertin with enthusiasm "the death's head moth! a great rarity in this district. Where found you this?" Riviere undertook to show him the place. It was half a league distant.
"Does he think I can be always at his beck and call?" thought she. "She is always after her sister," said he. He was just beginning to be jealous of Josephine when the following incident occurred: Rose and the doctor were discussing Josephine. Edouard pretended to be reading a book, but he listened to every word. Dr. Aubertin gave it as his opinion that Madame Raynal did not make enough blood.
There have been many English translators of Camoens, from Fanshawe, the first, to Burton and Aubertin; and Burton likens them to the Simoniacal Popes in Dante's Malebolge-pit each one struggling to trample down his elder brother.
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