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I would not have you give way to passion like the vulgar. This this trifling accident must be lived down. Jean-Marie, bring me my smaller medicine chest. A gentle laxative is indicated. And he dosed the family all round, leading the way himself with a double quantity.
'It should be the temple of the humbler virtues, responded the Doctor with a savoury gusto. 'Perhaps one of the reasons why I love my little hamlet as I do, is that we have a similar history, she and I. Have I told you that I was once rich? 'I do not think so, answered Jean-Marie. 'I do not think I should have forgotten. I am sorry you should have lost your fortune. 'Sorry? cried the Doctor.
'Hullo! cried Casimir, 'there goes the stable-boy with his luggage; no, egad, he is taking it into the inn. And sure enough, Jean-Marie was seen to cross the snowy street and enter Tentaillon's, staggering under a large hamper. The Doctor stopped with a sudden, wild hope. 'What can he have? he said. 'Let us go and see. And he hurried on. 'His luggage, to be sure, answered Casimir.
But she adhered silently to her opinion; and when Jean-Marie was sitting, stolid, blank, but not unhappy, over his unfinished tasks, she would snatch her opportunity in the Doctor's absence, go over to him, put her arms about his neck, lay her cheek to his, and communicate her sympathy with his distress.
We shall have a bottle of that little Beaujolais you like, and finish with the Hermitage; there are still three bottles left. Worthy wine for a worthy occasion." "But, my husband, you put me in a whirl," she cried. "I do not comprehend." "The turtle, my adored, the turtle!" cried the Doctor; and he pushed her towards the kitchen, lantern and all. Jean-Marie stood dumfoundered.
And when one arrived in port there were poor old women who called for Jean-Marie and for Joseph, and who sank fainting on the docks. But others were happy. I could see that Miss Jelliffe was deeply interested in these tales of things related very simply, very naturally, as if the sailor had spoken of catching squid or under-running trawls.
He looked right and left, and there was Desprez, standing in a niche between two boulders, and looking round on his adopted son with a countenance as white as paper. 'A viper! cried Jean-Marie, running towards him. 'A viper! You are bitten! The Doctor came down heavily out of the cleft, and, advanced in silence to meet the boy, whom he took roughly by the shoulder.
"Well, well, I will say no more," he replied. "Though, to be sure, if you had consented to indue À propos," he broke off, "and my trousers! They are lying in the snow my favourite trousers!" And he dashed in quest of Jean-Marie. Two hours afterwards the boy returned to the inn with a spade under one arm and a curious sop of clothing under the other. The Doctor ruefully took it in his hands.
'I do not know, answered Jean-Marie. The Doctor rose. 'I shall wish you a good morning, he said. 'You are too much for me. Perhaps you have blood in your veins, perhaps celestial ichor, or perhaps you circulate nothing more gross than respirable air; but of one thing I am inexpugnably assured: that you are no human being. No, boy' shaking his stick at him 'you are not a human being.
As for any alarm about its security, the idea had never presented itself. What had stood four centuries might well endure a little longer. Indeed, in this particular winter, after the finding and losing of the treasure, the Desprez had an anxiety of a very different order, and one which lay nearer their hearts. Jean-Marie was plainly not himself.
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