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Updated: June 27, 2025


They were talking as doctors usually talk among themselves when the farce of a consultation is over. "He is a dead man," quoth Dr. Haudry. "He had not a month to live," added Desplein, "unless a miracle takes place." These were the words overheard by the hairdresser. Like all hairdressers, he kept up a good understanding with his customers' servants.

"To-day, July 3, 1823, overtaken by extraordinary perspiration, a sign, perhaps, of the sweating-sickness, a malady which prevails in Champagne. I am about to consult Doctor Haudry. The disease first appeared as I reached the highest part of the quai des Ecoles." Suddenly, having taken off his hat, he became aware that the mysterious sweat had some cause independent of his own person.

They were Agnes la Herme, Jehanne de la Tarme, Henriette la Gaultiere, Gauchere la Violette, all four widows, all four dames of the Chapel Etienne Haudry, who had quitted their house with the permission of their mistress, and in conformity with the statutes of Pierre d'Ailly, in order to come and hear the sermon.

The poor woman was seized with apoplexy, and she only recovered consciousness at four in the afternoon; old Haudry, her doctor, then said that, in spite of this improvement, she ought to settle her worldly affairs and think of her salvation. She herself only uttered two words: "Three millions!"

"No wonder," said Constance, far from dreaming of a disaster; "he did not take his precautionary medicine at the beginning of the winter, and for the last two months he has been working like a galley slave, just as if his fortune were not made." The wife and daughter entreated Cesar to go to bed, and they sent for his old friend Monsieur Haudry.

You finished dinner at du Tillet's at nine o'clock, with your pigeon the Comte de Brambourg; you have millions and truffles to digest. Come to-morrow night at ten." "Vat you are cruel!" cried the Baron, recognizing the profound truth of this medical argument. "Cruel!" echoed Esther, still looking at Lucien. "Have you not consulted Bianchon, Desplein, old Haudry?

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