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“If you will give me a nut and all go away, I
think I can make him come down and take it
out of my hand.”
“You are polite, Monsieur le Suédois,” laughed
the Countess, “come along, Ann dear, he wants
us all to go away and leave him alone with his
squirrel.”
“Don’t make fun of me, I am the last to
wish you to go away, I am so glad to see you
again.”
“Vous êtes très galant, Monsieur le Docteur,
it is the first compliment you have ever paid me,
and I like compliments.”
“I am not a doctor here, I am your guest.”
“And cannot your doctor pay you a
compliment?”
“Not if the patient looks like you and the
doctor is under the age of your father, not even
if he wants to badly.”
“Well, all I can say is that if ever you wanted
to, you have jolly well resisted the temptation.
You have bullied me almost every time I have
seen you. The first time I set eyes on you, you
were so rude to me that I nearly went away,
don’t you remember? Ann dear, do you know
what he said to me? He looked sternly at me
and said with his most atrocious Swedish accent:
‘Madame la Comtesse, you are more in need of
discipline than of drugs!’ Discipline! Is that
the way a Swedish doctor speaks to a young lady
the first time she comes to consult him?”
“I am not a Swedish doctor, I have taken my
degree in Paris.”
“Well, I have consulted dozens of Paris
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