A Parisian Romance — page 120: what you’re looking at

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A PARISIAN ROMANCE. 111 title and wealth, and, had the baron been {#4 and induced by his passion to offer her his hand, he would probably have been refused. Chevrial, how- ever, had no suspicion of anything of this sort. He believed himself irresistibly fascinating to the fair sex, and, while he was piqued by her resistance, he was convinced that Rosa would sooner or later suc- cumb. Besides, he had laid a trap, which it was well-nigh impossible that she could escape. “But, tell me,” suddenly exclaimed the dancer, “why is the doctor here this morning? Are you ill?” “No,” said the doctor. “No,” echoed Chevrial, “not ill, but not exactly in trim.” | | “Humph!” said Rosa. “I can well believe that. You have certainly not been what could be called in robust -health, for some time. But whose fault is that? Ihave not the honor of knowing your wife, as I said before, but am sure that she takes bad care of you. Now, I would take the best of care of you. If I had you in charge, you would be as strong as an Ox.” Chevrial laughed. “She understands me,” he thought to himself. “Ror you must know, doctor,” continued Rosa, “that Lhave a theory in regard to medical treat- ment.” The doctor bowed. “Please let me hear it, mademoiselle,” he said. “I _ am only too happy to be one of your pupils.” Gomicbookssco im