Part 20 (2/2)
”Yes.”
”Representing a woman about nineteen?”
”Yes.”
”Blonde, and beautiful as an angel?”
”More beautiful.”
”Bravo! what did you do then?”
”I dressed your wound.”
”And, ma foi! very well.”
”As well as I could.”
”Admirably! this morning it was nearly well.”
”It is thanks to a balm I have composed, and which appears to me sovereign, for many times, not knowing who to practise upon, I have made wounds on myself, and they were always well in two or three days.”
”My dear M. Remy, you are a charming doctor. Well, afterwards?”
”You fainted again. The voice asked me how you were.”
”From whence?”
”From a room at the side.”
”So you did not see her?”
”No.”
”And you replied?”
”That the wound was not dangerous, and in twenty-four hours would be well.”
”She seemed pleased?”
”Charmed; for she cried, 'I am very glad of that.'”
”My dear M. Remy, I will make your fortune. Well?”
”That was all; I had no more to do; and the voice said, 'M.
Remy----'”
”She knew your name?”
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