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Updated: June 10, 2025
That part of the town was not quite awake yet; the step sounding in the main street was that of the belated night- wanderer. He turned down Victoria Street, looking about him in surprise; he had never been here before. He read the door-plates: Artists' Bureau, Artisan Heim, Lodging for Artists, Masseur & Chiropodist, Costumes for Hire. Most of the announcements were in foreign languages.
"Come quick, quick; let us tell you the good news!" He knew before anybody else that the play was accepted. He had had difficulty enough in making Cardailhac read it, for at the first sight of the "little lines," as he called the verses, he wanted to send the manuscript to the Levantine and her masseur, as he did with all the rubbish that was sent to him.
"Yes, of course," answered the masseur, eager to explain. "You are acquainted with the latest treatment for lead poisoning by means of the electric bath?" Kennedy nodded. "I know that Sir Thomas Oliver, the English authority who has written much on dangerous trades, has tried it with marked success." "Well, sir, that was why Mr. Minturn was here. He came here introduced by a Dr.
"That lasted a minute or so," resumed the masseur. "Then he sank back perfectly limp. I thought he was dead. But he was not. A cold sweat broke out all over him and he was as if in a deep sleep." "What did you do?" prompted Kennedy. "I didn't know what to do. I called an ambulance. But the moment the door opened, his body seemed to stiffen again.
She was in the midst of this occupation, forgetting her journey, forgetting Paris, even the place where she was, when a stout, thick-set, bearded man, with varnished boots and a velvet jacket, over the torso of a bull, came into the linen-room. "What! Cabassu!" "You here, Mme. Francoise! What a surprise!" said the masseur, staring like a bronze figure.
When he had dressed me down sufficiently, he took a little jar from the dressing-table and began to rub me with a rose-colored ointment. Weariness seemed to fly away from my rejuvenated muscles. A stroke on a copper gong. My masseur disappeared. A stunted old Negress entered, dressed in the most tawdry tinsel.
He had had a good deal of trouble to get it read by Cardailhac, who, the moment he saw its "short lines," as he called verse, wished to send the manuscript to the Levantine and her masseur, as he was wont to do in the case of all beginners in the writing of drama. But Paul was careful not to refer to his own intervention.
Falco treated me, as he had prophesied, almost as a brother. I had a luxurious apartment in each of his town residences and country villas, and a retinue of servants: valet, bath- attendant, room-keeper, masseur, reader, messenger, runner and a litter with three shifts of powerful bearers.
He came straight to her, his hands contracted, with such a terrible expression that the daughter of the Afchins, frightened, rushed, calling towards the door by which the masseur had just gone out: "Aristide!" This cry, the words, this intimacy of his wife with a servant!
"Wait, you beast," called Bielowsky. "Don't you see that the glasses are empty? Here, Cacambo." The goblets were filled immediately by the jolly masseur. "Cut," said Koukou, addressing Sydya, the beautiful Targa who sat at his right. The girl cut, like one who knows superstitions, with her left hand. But it must be said that her right was busy lifting a cup to her lips.
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