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Updated: May 31, 2025
Nobody did any work that day. Every one recalled the last time that they had seen M. Benassis, and what he had said, or they talked of all that he had done for them; and those who were least overcome with grief spoke for the others. Every one wanted to see him once more, and the crowd grew larger every moment.
"Now, let us go in to breakfast. La Fosseuse is very anxious to see you," said Benassis, giving Adrien a gentle tap on the cheek. Genestas took the doctor's arm and drew him a little aside. "Then he is not consumptive after all?" he asked. "No more than you or I." "Then what is the matter with him?" "Pshaw!" answered Benassis; "he is a little run down, that is all."
The mistress, our Mme. Vigneau, has turned as white as white can be, so that we are frightened about her." "Oh, well, then," Benassis said cheerfully, "I must leave the table," and he rose to go. In spite of the doctor's entreaties, Genestas flung down his table-napkin, and swore in a soldierly fashion that he would not finish his dinner without his host.
One was constrained to admit, at the sight of her, that the good upon earth have something in common with the angels in heaven; Commandant Genestas shook his head as he looked at her. "Is M. Benassis a clever doctor?" he asked at last. "I do not know, sir, but he cures poor people for nothing." "It seems to me that this is a man and no mistake!" he went on, speaking to himself.
Let me have your hand," and the doctor felt his pulse. The boy's eyes had their usual sweet expression, but just now they shone with a feverish light. "It is just as I thought, you are covered with perspiration," said Benassis. "Your mother has not come in yet?" "No, sir." "Come! go in-doors and get into bed." The young invalid went back into the cottage, followed by Benassis and the officer.
M. Benassis, it was so very warm out here, and it is so nice to feel warm! I am always cold. I felt so happy that without thinking I began to try over Malbrouk s'en va-t-en guerre, just for fun, and then I began to listen to myself because my voice was something like the sound of the flute your shepherd plays." "Well, my poor Jacques, this must not happen again; do you hear?
"Parbleu!" said Genestas, "hundreds of times!" "Oh! how I should like to know something about the army!" "Perhaps we will come to take a cup of coffee with you to-morrow, and you shall hear 'something about the army, dear child," said Benassis, who laid his hand on her shoulder and kissed her brow.
The two horsemen, who had been climbing the stony road at a foot pace, now reached the level space of which Benassis had spoken. It is a strip of land lying round about the base of a lofty mountain peak, a bare surface of rock with no growth of any kind upon it; deep clefts are riven in its sheer inaccessible sides.
Benassis himself, after a close scrutiny of the dull eyes and corpse-like face, gently took the cretin's hand and felt his pulse. "The bath is doing no good," he said, shaking his head; "let us put him to bed again." He lifted the inert mass himself, and carried him across to the truckle-bed, from whence, no doubt, he had just taken him.
"She must have heard the sound of a second horse," said Benassis, with a smile, "and has gone upstairs to put on her cap, or her sash, or some piece of finery." He left Genestas alone, and went upstairs in search of La Fosseuse. The commandant made a survey of the room.
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