Wilkie's
choice. "Where can I find him?" he inquired.
"At his house--he is always there at this hour. Come! here is a
scrap of paper and a pencil. You had better make a note of his
address. Write: 'Maumejan, Route de la Revolte.' Tell him that I
sent you, and he will treat you with the same consideration as he
would show to me. He lives a long way off, but my brougham is
standing in the courtyard; so take it, and when your consultation
is over, come back and dine with me."
"Ah! you are too kind!" exclaimed M. Wilkie. "You overpower me,
my dear marquis, you do, upon my word! I shall fly and be back in
a moment."
He went off looking radiant; and a moment later the carriage which
was to take him to M. Maumejan's was heard rolling out of the
courtyard.
The doctor had already taken up his hat and cane.
"You will excuse me for leaving you so abruptly, Monsieur le
Marquis," said he, "but I have an engagement to discuss a business
matter."
"Indeed!"
"I am negotiating for the purchase of a dentist's establishment."
"What, you?"
"Yes, I. You may tell me that this is a downfall, but I will
answer, 'It will give me a living.' Medicine is becoming a more
and more unremunerative profession. However hard a physician may
work, he can scarcely pay for the water he uses in washing his
hands. I have an opportunity of purchasing the business of a
well-established and well-known dentist, in an excellent
neighborhood.
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