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"How long must he stop here, Monsieur le Docteur?" "It depends," he said, looking at me thoughtfully. "Another week at all events. You want to take him home?" "He is better at home." "I must keep him for a week at all events." So that day I took over some provisionings for Krok, and found him well advanced with his building.
If she were brought to me now, I should talk to her very gently. That is all. Is it not quite natural that I should desire to see my daughter, who has been brought to me expressly from Montfermeil? I am not angry. I know well that I am about to be happy. All night long I have seen white things, and persons who smiled at me. When Monsieur le Docteur pleases, he shall bring me Cosette.
'E understand about ze blue ribbons. But Monsieur Robert is too clever." "It seems so," he said scornfully. She questioned him from out of the thickening cloud of morphia. "You don't believe in God?" And then as he shook his head she smiled sleepily. "Well, it is still possible 'e exist, Monsieur Monsieur le docteur."
This very night a band are said to plan an attack upon the house of monsieur! I have met above there Monsieur Clayton, Monsieur Bill Jones, Monsieur le Docteur Jamieson, and others, who ride to the assistance of Monsieur Dunwodee. It is this very night, and I there being no other to come have come to advise.
When I come this evening I may be able to speak more definitely. In the meantime I will give you something to soothe and reduce your fever!" The French maid followed the doctor out, leaving the door ajar in her haste, and in an audible whisper said: "I say, docteur, is it not ze smallpox? Zere is so much around. Tell me true, for I must leave zis very minute."
A little farther on was the world-famous Maison Dorée, where one almost expected to see Alfred de Musset and le docteur Véron dining with Dumas and Eugene Sue. “What in the name of goodness is that?” I exclaimed, pointing to a couple of black and yellow monstrosities on wheels, which looked like three carriages joined together with a “buggy” added on in front.
Presently the cab stopped before a large wooden gate with two enormous knockers. One half of this gate was opened by a servant in a sad-colored livery. I was shown across a broad courtyard, up a flight of lofty steps, and into a spacious salon plainly furnished. "Monsieur le Docteur is at present engaged," said the servant, with an air of profound respect.
"M. Docteur, begin with my neighbor; he is suffering more than I. I can wait." A cannoneer had both legs carried away by a ball; two of his comrades picked him up and made a litter with branches of trees, on which they placed him in order to convey him to the island. The poor mutilated fellow did not utter a single groan, but murmured, "I am very thirsty," from time to time, to those who bore him.
She turned with a start to find the door open, framing the squat figure of a man-servant, a brigand in appearance, French of the Midi; black hair grew low on his forehead; his beetling brows met over sullen shiny eyes which scanned her with a hostile gaze. Diffidently she mustered her all-too-scanty French. "Est-ce Monsieur le docteur est chez lui?" she ventured, hoping for the best.
Jenkins and the manager, noticing the unfavorable impression produced upon their guests by the visit to the dormitory, tried to enliven the situation by talking very loud, with a good-humored, frank, well-satisfied manner. Jenkins shook hands warmly with the overseer. "Well, Madame Polge, are our little pupils getting on?" "As you see, Monsieur le Docteur," she replied, pointing to the beds.
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