Part 21 (2/2)

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Scararound, then with a screaain

”My foot!” he coroup of players, scattering theht and left Apprehension had been quick to seize him Fate had played him such tricks before

”What ails your foot?” quoth he, sourly

”It's broken, I think,” Scaraht him under the ar to one foot; the other doubled under him when he atteain but that Binet supported him He filled the place with his plaint, whilst Binet swore aly and variedly

”Must you bellow like a calf, you fool? Be quiet A chair here, some one”

A chair was thrust forward He crushed Scaramouche down into it

”Let us look at this foot of yours”

Heedless of Scara

”What ails it?” he asked, staring ”Nothing that I can see” He seized it, heel in one hand, instep in the other, and gyrated it Scaraht Binet's ars?” she reproved her father ”The lad has hurt his foot Must you torture him? Will that cure it?”

”Hurt his foot!” said Binet ”I can see nothing theto justify all this uproar He has bruised it, maybe”

”A man with a bruised foot doesn't scream like that,” said Madame over Climene's shoulder ”Perhaps he has dislocated it”

”That is what I fear,” whiust

”Take him to bed,” he bade them, ”and fetch a doctor to see hi seen the patient, he reported that nothing very serious had happened, but that in falling he had evidently sprained his foot a little A few days' rest and all would be well

”A few days!” cried Binet ”God of God! Do you mean that he can't walk?”

”It would be unwise, indeed impossible for more than a few steps”

M Binet paid the doctor's fee, and sat down to think He filled hiundy, tossed it off without a word, and sat thereafter staring into the e thatto me,”