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and if you could see her cantering about in the
garden every morning to exercise Loulou, you
would hardly believe your eyes, she who never
left her arm-chair. I remember how you said
that she must walk a little every day and how
angry you looked when she said she hadn’t got
the strength. It is indeed a marvellous change.
Of course you say it is all the nasty medicine you
have given her, but I say it is Loulou, bless him,
he is welcome to snore as much as he likes!”
“Look at Leo,” said the Count changing the
conversation, “look at him with his head on the
doctor’s lap, as if he had known him ever since
he was born. He has even forgotten to come and
beg for his biscuit.”
“What is the matter with you, Leo?” said the
Countess. “You had better look out, old boy,
or the doctor will hypnotize you. He has been
working with Charcot at the Salpêtrière and he
can make people do anything he likes only by
looking at them. Why don’t you make Leo
speak Swedish with you?”
“Certainly not, there is no language so
sympathetic to my ears as his silence. I am not a
hypnotizer, I am only a great lover of animals,
and all animals understand this at once and love
you in return.”
“I suppose you are just trying to mesmerize
that squirrel on the branch over your head,”
said the Baroness, “you have been sitting staring
at him the whole time without paying the
slightest attention to us. Why don’t you make him
climb down from his tree and come and sit on
your lap beside Leo?”
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