The notary's nose;

THE NOTARY'S NOSE. I37
Bernier came to say that he had found the
Auvergnat.
" Victory! " cried M. l'Ambert.
The surgeon shrugged his shoulders,
and answered that the victory seemed to
him at least doubtful.
"My theory," said he, " is abundantly
confirmed, and as a physiologist I have
every reason to declare myself satisfied.
But as a doctor, I would like to cure you,
and the condition in which I found the unhappy fellow leaves me little hope."
You will save him, dear doctor?"
"Well, in the first place, he doesn't belong to me; he is under the treatment of
one of my colleagues, who is studying him
with a certain curiosity."
" He'll give him up to you; we'll buy
him if necessary."
"Don't dream of that. Doctors don't
sell their patients. They kill them sometimes in the interest of science, to see