The notary's nose;

THE NOTARY'S NOSE. 157
The first individual that they encountered in the work-shop was the Auvergnat,
with his shirt-sleeves rolled up, silvering
a glass.
"There! " said the doctor, "I foresaw
it clearly."
But what?"
" They silver these glasses with a film
of mercury, fastened under tin-foil; do
you understand?"
Not yet."
"That animal of yours is steeped in
it up to his elbows-what did I say?
why, he's covered with it up to his armpits!"
" I don't see the connection."
" You don't see, that your nose being a
portion of his arm, and gold having a
deplorable affinity for mercury, it will be
always impossible for you to protect your
spectacles."
" Sapristi /"