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In truth, her tones, her looks gave to her words a priceless value. Monsieur Martener corresponded with Doctor Bianchon, and did nothing of importance without his advice. He hoped in the first place to regular the functions of nature and to draw away the abscess in the head through the ear. The more Pierrette suffered, the more he hoped.
"Thank you!" said Bianchon. "Old curmudgeon!" said Rastignac, laughing. "Come do not be so common, do like your friend Desplein; be a Baron, a Knight of Saint-Michael; become a peer of France, and marry your daughters to dukes." "I! May the five hundred thousand devils " "Come, come! Can you be superior only in medicine? Really, you distress me..."
"Here is his Excellency the Marquis de Rastignac, Doctor of the Law of Contraries," cried Bianchon, seizing Eugene by the throat, and almost throttling him. "Hallo there! hallo!" Mlle. Michonneau came noiselessly in, bowed to the rest of the party, and took her place beside the three women without saying a word.
"Consideration! So that is what you call it in these parts?" said the journalist with a smile. "I should suppose Madame de la Baudraye to have too much good taste to trouble her head about that ugly ape," said Bianchon.
"Make no more comments, monsieur," said Madame de la Baudraye. "There, you see!" cried Bianchon. "Interest, the romantic demon, has you by the collar, as he had me a while ago." "Read on," cried de Clagny, "I understand." "What a coxcomb!" said the Presiding Judge in a whisper to his neighbor the Sous-prefet. "He wants to please Madame de la Baudraye," replied the new Sous-prefet.
The doctor was not a little surprised to find Mademoiselle Lorrain at Frappier's. Brigaut told him of the scene that had just taken place at the Rogrons'; but even so the doctor did not at first suspect the horror of it, nor the extent of the injury done. Martener gave the address of the celebrated Horace Bianchon, and Brigaut started for Paris by the diligence.
On the fifteenth day Clementine was forced to give up the nursing, lest she should utterly break down. Paz was unwearied. At last, towards the end of August, Bianchon, the family physician, told Clementine that Adam was out of danger. "Ah, madame, you are under no obligation to me," he said; "without his friend, Comte Paz, we could not have saved him."
"The decay of religion," said Bianchon, "and the pre-eminence of finance, which is simply solidified selfishness. Money used not to be everything; there were some kinds of superiority that ranked above it nobility, genius, service done to the State. But nowadays the law takes wealth as the universal standard, and regards it as the measure of public capacity.
"If there were many men like you in France and there are more than enough, unfortunately all government would be impossible." "And there would be no religion at all," said Madame Piedefer, who had been making strangely wry faces all through this discussion. "You are paining them very much," said Bianchon to Lousteau in an undertone.
Michel Chrestien, a believer in the religion of Christ, the divine lawgiver, who taught the equality of men, would defend the immortality of the soul from Bianchon's scalpel, for Horace Bianchon was before all things an analyst. There was plenty of discussion, but no bickering. Vanity was not engaged, for the speakers were also the audience.
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