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“By-the-by, I was sent for last night to
Vicomte Maurice and have just called on him
again.”
I said I was sorry to hear the Vicomte was
unwell, but hoped it was nothing serious, I had
the pleasure to see him last night at dinner in
splendid health and spirits.
“I don’t know,” said the Doctor, “the case
is somewhat obscure, I think it is safer to postpone
a definite opinion.”
“You are a wise man, mon cher confrère, of
course you keep him in bed?”
“Of course. It is unfortunate the Vicomte
was to leave for Paris to-day, but that is of
course out of the question.”
“Of course. Is he lucid?”
“Fairly so.”
“As much as can be expected from him, I
suppose?”
“To tell you the truth I took it at first for a
simple embarras gastrique, but he woke up with
a violent headache and now a persistent hiccup
has set in. He looks wretched, he himself is
convinced he has got colitis. I confess I have
never attended a case of colitis, I wanted to give
him a dose of castor-oil, he has a very nasty
tongue, but if colitis is anything like appendicitis,
I suppose it is better to beware of the
castor-oil. What do you think? He is feeling his
pulse the whole time when he is not looking at
his tongue. Strange to say he feels very hungry,
he was furious when I did not allow him his
breakfast.”
“You were quite right, you had better be
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