The notary's nose;

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doctor's way, embracing the patient, seizing Mme. Auvray's hand, and crying in
ear-splitting tones: "Cure him quick,
quick! I don't want him to die; I won't
permit his death; I've a right to oppose it;
I'm his uncle and his guardian! If you
don't cure him, they'll say I killed him. I
want you all to bear witness, that I don't
claim to be his heir. I'll give all his
property to the poor. A glass of
water, please, to wash my hands with."
They had to take him into the sickwards of the establishment. There he
raved so, that they had to put him in a
strong canvas waistcoat laced up behind,
with the sleeves sewed together at the
ends: that is what they call a straitjacket. The nurses took care of him.
Mme. Auvray and her daughter took
devoted care of Franqois, although the
details of the treatment were not always
the most agreeable; but the more delicate