A Parisian Romance — page 114: what you’re looking at

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A PARISIAN ROMANCE. — 105 man can only get rich at the expense of others, and there are, I know, jackasses who have made accu- sations against me. You must remember I have been in business twenty years, and in business you must look out for yourself. Still, have you ever seen me behind the bars of a cell.” “Not yet!” The baron flushed. This was rather plain speak- ing. and, surrounded as he was by sycophants and flatterers, he was not used to it. It was not the first time the doctor had been brutally frank, but still, by one of those vagaries to which human nature is liable, perhaps the baron liked him better than any other man he knew. At all events he had too much confidence in him asa physician to quarrel with him, so smothering his annoyance, he answered, lightly: “ And you will never see me there; you can rest assured of that. I know the law too well. No, after all, doctor, I have only one fault, and that is so slight, so eminently French—I love women, I am simply devoted to the dear creatures. Why, I even loved my own wife, at one time, I pledge you my word I did. And the drollest thing about it all is that the more I see of them, the more I[ love them!” “Tt is not droll; it is dangerous!” retorted the doctor. Chevrial smiled disdainfully. When he smiled, his little eyes almost closed, his lips relaxed, and all GComichbookssco im