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with caps of the same stuff and hue。  Their hands were concealed by their sleeves; their feet by their robes; their eyes by their caps。

〃God help me; messieurs!〃 said the archdeacon; showing them in; 〃I was not expecting distinguished visitors at such an hour。〃 And while speaking in this courteous fashion he cast an uneasy and scrutinizing glance from the physician to his companion。

〃'Tis never too late to come and pay a visit to so considerable a learned man as Dom Claude Frollo de Tirechappe;〃 replied Doctor Coictier; whose Franche…Comté accent made all his phrases drag along with the majesty of a train…robe。

There then ensued between the physician and the archdeacon one of those congratulatory prologues which; in accordance with custom; at that epoch preceded all conversations between learned men; and which did not prevent them from detesting each other in the most cordial manner in the world。 However; it is the same nowadays; every wise man's mouth complimenting another wise man is a vase of honeyed gall。

Claude Frollo's felicitations to Jacques Coictier bore reference principally to the temporal advantages which the worthy physician had found means to extract; in the course of his much envied career; from each malady of the king; an operation of alchemy much better and more certain than the pursuit of the philosopher's stone。

〃In truth; Monsieur le Docteur Coictier; I felt great joy on learning of the bishopric given your nephew; my reverend seigneur Pierre Verse。  Is he not Bishop of Amiens?〃

〃Yes; monsieur Archdeacon; it is a grace and mercy of God。〃

〃Do you know that you made a great figure on Christmas Day at the bead of your company of the chamber of accounts; Monsieur President?〃

〃Vice…President; Dom Claude。  Alas! nothing more。〃

〃How is your superb house in the Rue Saint…André des Arcs coming on?  'Tis a Louvre。  I love greatly the apricot tree which is carved on the door; with this play of words: 'A L'ABRI…COTIERSheltered from reefs。'〃

〃Alas! Master Claude; all that masonry costeth me dear。 In proportion as the house is erected; I am ruined。〃

〃Ho! have you not your revenues from the jail; and the bailiwick of the Palais; and the rents of all the houses; sheds; stalls; and booths of the enclosure?  'Tis a fine breast to suck。〃

〃My castellany of Poissy has brought me in nothing this year。〃

〃But your tolls of Triel; of Saint…James; of Saint…Germainen…Laye are always good。〃

〃Six score livres; and not even Parisian livres at that。〃

〃You have your office of counsellor to the king。  That is fixed。〃

〃Yes; brother Claude; but that accursed seigneury of Poligny; which people make so much noise about; is worth not sixty gold crowns; year out and year in。〃

In the compliments which Dom Claude addressed to Jacques Coictier; there was that sardonical; biting; and covertly mocking accent; and the sad cruel smile of a superior and unhappy man who toys for a moment; by way of distraction; with the dense prosperity of a vulgar man。  The other did not perceive it。

〃Upon my soul;〃 said Claude at length; pressing his hand; 〃I am glad to see you and in such good health。〃

〃Thanks; Master Claude。〃

〃By the way;〃 exclaimed Dom Claude; 〃how is your royal patient?〃

〃He payeth not sufficiently his physician;〃 replied the doctor; casting a side glance at his companion。

〃Think you so; Gossip Coictier;〃 said the latter。

These words; uttered in a tone of surprise and reproach; drew upon this unknown personage the attention of the archdeacon which; to tell the truth; had not been diverted from him a single moment since the stranger had set foot across the threshold of his cell。  It had even required all the thousand reasons which he had for handling tenderly Doctor Jacques Coictier; the all…powerful physician of King Louis XI。; to induce him to receive the latter thus accompanied。  Hence; there was nothing very cordial in his manner when Jacques Coictier said to him;

〃By the way; Dom Claude; I bring you a colleague who has desired to see you on account of your reputation。〃

〃Monsieur belongs to science?〃 asked the archdeacon; fixing his piercing eye upon Coictier's companion。  He found beneath the brows of the stranger a glance no less piercing or less distrustful than his own。

He was; so far as the feeble light of the lamp permitted one to judge; an old man about sixty years of age and of medium stature; who appeared somewhat sickly and broken in health。  His profile; although of a very ordinary outline; had something powerful and severe about it; his eyes sparkled beneath a very deep superciliary arch; like a light in the depths of a cave; and beneath his cap which was well drawn down and fell upon his nose; one recognized the broad expanse of a brow of genius。

He took it upon himself to reply to the archdeacon's question;

〃Reverend master;〃 he said in a grave tone; 〃your renown has reached my ears; and I wish to consult you。  I am but a poor provincial gentleman; who removeth his shoes before entering the dwellings of the learned。  You must know my name。  I am called Gossip Tourangeau。〃

〃Strange name for a gentleman;〃 said the archdeacon to himself。

Nevertheless; he had a feeling that he was in the presence of a strong and earnest character。  The instinct of his own lofty intellect made him recognize an intellect no less lofty under Gossip Tourangeau's furred cap; and as he gazed at the solemn face; the ironical smile which Jacques Coictier's presence called forth on his gloomy face; gradually disappeared as twilight fades on the horizon of night。 Stern and silent; he had resumed his seat in his great armchair; his elbow rested as usual; on the table; and his brow on his hand。  After a few moments of reflection; he motioned his visitors to be seated; and; turning to Gossip Tourangeau he said;

〃You come to consult me; master; and upon what science?〃

〃Your reverence;〃 replied Tourangeau; 〃I am ill; very ill。 You are said to be great AEsculapius; and I am come to ask your advice in medicine。〃

〃Medicine!〃 said the archdeacon; tossing his head。  He seemed to meditate for a moment; and then resumed: 〃Gossip Tourangeau; since that is your name; turn your head; you will find my reply already written on the wall。〃

Gossip Tourangeau obeyed; and read this inscription engraved above his head: 〃Medicine is the daughter of dreams。JAMBLIQUE。〃

Meanwhile; Doctor Jacques Coictier had heard his companion's question with a displeasure which Dom Claude's response had but redoubled。  He bent down to the ear of Gossip Tourangeau; and said to him; softly enough not to be heard by the archdeacon: 〃I warned you that he was mad。 You insisted on seeing him。〃

〃'Tis very possible that he is right; madman as he is; Doctor Jacques;〃 replied his comrade in the same low tone; and with a bitter smile。

〃As you please;〃 replied Coictier dryly。  Then; addressing the archdeacon: 〃You are clever at your trade; Dom Claude; and you are no more at a loss over Hippocrates than a monkey is over a nut。  Medicine a dream!  I suspect that the pharmacopolists and the master physicians would insist upon stoning you if they were here。  So you deny the influence of philtres upon the blood; and unguents on the skin!  You deny that eternal pharmacy of flowers and metals; which is called the world; made expressly for that eternal invalid called man!〃

〃I deny;〃 said Dom Claude coldly; 〃neither pharmacy nor the invalid。  I reject the physician。〃

〃Then it is not true;〃 resumed Coictier hotly; 〃that gout is an internal eruption; that a wound caused by artillery is to be cured by the application of a young mouse roasted; that young blood; properly injected; restores youth to aged veins; it is not true that two and two make four; and that emprostathonos follows opistathonos。〃

The archdeacon replied without perturbation: 〃There are certain things of which I think in a certain fashion。〃

Coictier became crimson with anger。

〃There; there; my good Coictier; let us not get angry;〃 said Gossip Tourangeau。  〃Monsieur the archdeacon is our friend。〃

Coictier calmed down; muttering in a low tone;

〃After all; he's mad。〃

〃~Pasque…dieu~; Master Claude;〃 resumed Gossip Tourangeau; after a silence; 〃You embarrass me greatly。  I had two things to consult you upon; one touching my health and the other touching my star。〃

〃Monsieur;〃 returned the archdeacon; 〃if that be your motive; you would have done as well not to put yourself out of breath climbing my staircase。  I do not believe in Medicine。 I do not believe in Astrology。〃

〃Indeed!〃 said the man; with surprise。

Coictier gave a forced laugh。

〃You see that he is mad;〃 he said; in a low tone; to Gossip Tourangeau。  〃He does not believe in astrology。〃

〃The idea of imagining;〃 pursued Dom Claude; 〃that every ray of a star is a thread which is fastened to the head of a man!〃

〃And what then; do you believe in?〃 exclaimed Gossip Tourangeau。

The archdeacon hesitated for a moment; then he allowed a gloomy smile to escape; which seemed to give the lie to his response: 〃~Credo in Deum~。〃

〃~Dominum nostrum~;〃 added Gossip Tourangeau; making the sign of the cross。

〃Amen;〃 said Coictier。

〃Reverend master;〃 resumed Tourangeau; 〃I am c

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