A Parisian Romance — page 162: what you’re looking at

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A PARISIAN ROMANCE. 153 “Oh!” said the doctor. “Have you two en- trances?” “Yes, there is a little staircase, opening into the park.” “That is a good thing for lovers to know,” laughed the doctor. “Very well,” said Marcelle, gayly. “You are forewarned. Don’t forget it.” “Not I! Heavens!” looking at his watch. “It is after two. 1 shall lose my train, if I don’t take care. My patient may take advantage of my ab- sence and get well. I must hurry. Good-by!” But he was destined to be detained a little longer, for, as he reached the door, he nearly ran into De Targy, who came hurrying into the room. “Henri!” exclaimed Marcelle, in surprise. “At this hour!” said Madame de Targy, rising. - “Tt have only just time to shake your hand, my dear boy,” said the doctor, putting his words into action. Lam io a hurry tocatcha train. How do you do, and good-by!” and he hurried away. “How do you happen to be home in the middle of the day?” asked Madame de Targy of Henri, as the doctor disappeared. “T had an errand with a broker in the Rue Auber, and I thought to mvself, ‘I am only two steps from the Rue de Rome; why should I not go there and embrace my mother.” “Embrace your mother!” laughed Madame de Gomicbookssco im