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44 SEALED LIPS. early?” asked the physician; “we will talk together. But our friend must not suspect that we do so.” The next morning the two met as agreed upon. “ Monsieur,” said the doctor, “ your presence takes away from me much anxiety. There is not in all Paris a man more isolated than Godefroid. It is his fault, but each one is privileged to arrange his life according to his own desires. Godefroid is seriously threatened, for this attack that you wit- nessed is not the first that he has had. He has worked too hard for twenty years, and now his heart works faster than his head; he will die of this trouble.” “What!” exclaimed Patrice, “is he doomed?” “There are, thank God, intervals between the attacks, and that is why I wished to talk to you. He must be moderate in his work, avoid all shocks, all troubles, diverting his mind from any he may have—I suspect he has some; his friends may pro- long his life. His love for you is very great and his confidence complete. JI am ignorant of your plans, but if you could live within reach of him I should feel reassured, knowing your worth and who you are.” “Monsieur,” said Patrice, bowing, “you do not exaggerate as far as my friendship is concerned for Godefroid. As to my projects, they are vague. But do you not think that a good wife is a better remedy than a good friend ”” “A good wife, most assuredly. But a druggist, CONNIE DOOKS. COMA