The notary's nose;

UNCLE AND NEPHEW. I93
"You're right. I had the happiness
of seeing her this summer at Ems Springs,
with her mother. I love her; I have
reason to think that I am not indifferent to
her, and I have the honor to ask you for
her hand."
"Whose hand?"
"Mademoiselle's hand-your daughter's."
" Well, so be it," thought M. Morlot;
"M. Auvray will be very skilful if he cures
him. I will pay six thousand francs board
from my nephew's income. Six from thirty, leaves twenty-four. I shall be rich.
Poor Francois! "
He seated himself and casually opened
a book. " Sit down there," he said to the
young man; "I'll read you something.
Try to listen: it will calm you down." He
read:
"Monomania is the persistence of one
idea, the exclusive domination of a single
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