A Parisian Romance — page 109: what you’re looking at

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100 | A PARISIAN ROMANCE. The doctor, whose cheeks were glowing from the effects of a brisk walk in the frosty air and who looked the personification of health, advanced into the room. | “T found no one in the antechamber,” he said, apologetically, “and so I took the liberty of coming in. I beg your pardon.” “Oh! that’s all right, doctor,” replied Chevrial, motioning to his servant to help him on with his dressing-gown. “I did not know you were there, and you gave me a start. You see, I have followed your advice and I.am cultivating my muscles.” “And that’s where you are right. Withouut mus- cles, no strength.” “Do you desire anything more, monsieur?” asked Ambroise. “No, not now. If I want you, I will call you. You can remain in the anteroom.” After the servant had retired, Doctor Chesnel said, jovially: “Well, Croesus, how are you to-day 2” “Humph!” said the baron. “That’s what I want toask you. My dear doctor,” he contiuned, dryly, “if I wish you to make me a morning visit twice a week, it is not for the purpose of having you ask me how lam, but because I want you to tell me that very thing.” There was a queer expression about the doctor’s mouth as he answered, shortly: Eomiecbooks.¢o