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One of these met with tremendous success. It was Andre Theuriet's Jean-Marie, and was produced in October 1871. This one-act play is a veritable masterpiece, and it took its author straight to the Academy. Porel, who played the part of Jean-Marie, met with an enormous success. He was at that time slender, nimble, and full of youthful ardour.
I should lie under a water-lily and listen to the bells, which must sound most delicately down below. That would be a life do you not think so too?" "Yes," said Jean-Marie.
Your own would have followed; and you would have come to me in a procession like the last time. But I give you warning Stasie may weep and Henri ratiocinate it will not serve you twice. Your next collapse will be fatal. I thought I had told you so, Stasie? Hey? No sense? The Doctor winced and looked furtively at Jean-Marie; but the boy seemed apathetic.
I hazard the guess, Madame Tentaillon, that tumbling is a healthful way of life. And have you never done anything else but tumble? 'Before I learned that, I used to steal, answered Jean-Marie gravely. 'Upon my word! cried the doctor. 'You are a nice little man for your age. Madame, when my confrere comes from Bourron, you will communicate my unfavourable opinion.
"I hate all odd people, and you are the most curious little boy in all the world." Jean-Marie seemed to ponder for a while, and then he raised his head again and looked over at the Doctor with an air of candid inquiry. "But are not you a very curious gentleman?" he asked. The Doctor threw away his stick, bounded on the boy, clasped him to his bosom, and kissed him on both cheeks.
I leave the case in his hands; but of course, on any alarming symptom, above all if there should be a sign of rally, do not hesitate to knock me up. I am a doctor no longer, I thank God; but I have been one. Good night, madame. Good sleep to you, Jean-Marie. Doctor Desprez always rose early.
"Desprez, I ask you nothing but to hold your tongue," returned Casimir. "I mean to question this stable-boy of yours; and if you are so certain of his innocence, you can afford to let him answer for himself. Now, sir," he resumed, pointing his eyeglass straight at Jean-Marie. "You knew it could be stolen with impunity? You knew you could not be prosecuted? Come! Did you, or did you not?"
"The Treasure of Franchard," cried the Doctor; and, throwing his brown straw hat upon the ground, he whooped like an Indian and sprang upon Jean-Marie, whom he suffocated with embraces and bedewed with tears. Then he flung himself down among the heather and once more laughed until the valley rang. But the boy had now an interest of his own, a boy's interest.
"Anastasie," the Doctor said on the third morning, "take an example from your husband, from Jean-Marie! The excitement has done more for the boy than all my tonics, he takes his turn as sentry with positive gusto. As for me, you behold me. I have made friends with the Egyptians; and my Pharaoh is, I swear it, a most agreeable companion. You alone are hipped. About a house a few dresses?
'And how is our patient? asked Desprez. It appeared the patient was about the same. 'And why do you rise early in the morning? he pursued. Jean-Marie, after a long silence, professed that he hardly knew. 'You hardly know? repeated Desprez. 'We hardly know anything, my man, until we try to learn. Interrogate your consciousness. Come, push me this inquiry home. Do you like it?
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