A Parisian Romance — page 111: what you’re looking at

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102 | A PARISIAN ROMANCE to increase our strength and our faculties in pro- portion to the needs and tastes which civilization multiplies in man? Take me as an example!” The doctor shrugged his shoulders, but, setting himself back in his chair, resigned himself to listen. “I have a fine fortune. I have the means to satisfy all the desires of an ardent heart, a cultivated palate, and a powerful and refined imagination, and you want me to be nourished on gruel! This being the case, what does your science amount to? What is it good for?” The doctor threw one leg over the other, folded his hands, and looked at his companion quizzically for a moment before replying. “Good for?” he repeated. “For nothing. That is to say—pardon me—it is of service to warn you that if you continue your present course of life——” He stopped short, and then asked, apparently apropos of nothing: “Do you remember how the regent died 2” The baron looked puzzled then, and frowned. “The regent?” he said. “Perfectly. During his last interview with Madame de Falaris.” “Exactly,” returned the doctor, gravely. “Well, since you know your history of France so well, re- flect upon the lessons to be drawn from it. And with that advice, my dear baron,” rising, “I leave you. Putonthe drag! Mend your ways! The baron rose also, and, with an anxiety which Gomicbooks.co