The Weird Adventures of Professor Delapine of the SorbonneJohnson, G. Lindsay (George Lindsay)
Science
The Weird Adventures of Professor Delapine of the Sorbonne
Johnson, G. Lindsay (George Lindsay)
Spiritualism -- Fiction
"The sun upon the calmest sea
Appears not half so bright as thee."
The next morning Madame Villebois, whose slumbers had been disturbed
by the excitement and noise during the night, and who loved ease, was
having her chocolate in bed, and studying the menu which the maid had
brought up for her special benefit.
"Marie," she said, as her maid propped her back up against the
pillows, "you are to be sure to make friends with the chef and bring
me a copy of the menus for lunch and dinner as soon as they are
printed, and, Marie, fetch me my portemonnaie. See, give him this
and tell him to allow you to see how the entrées are prepared, and
don't forget the sauces--especially the sauces, do you understand?
Oh, I forgot--yes--find out whether he wraps the red mullet in paper
soaked in olive oil or butter, be sure and ask him this, as it is most
important, and don't forget also to find out how he prepares his gigot
à la Mailly, and his poulets à la Villeroy. Do you think, Marie, that
he will tell you all this for a small pourboire?"
"Please, madame, I have seen him already and he is a most charming
gentleman. He has such a sweet smile and such lovely whiskers. I think
if you will leave him to me, madame, I will find out all you want. You
know I have my little ways with gentlemen."
"Marie, what do you mean? How dare you take liberties with men? And
with cooks of all people! You ought to be ashamed of yourself. I shall
have to give you notice."
"Oh, but, madame, if you only saw him. He is such a nice gentleman, he
patted me under the chin and gave me a kiss on my lips."
Madame gave a start that nearly threw her out of bed, and stared at her
as if she were some new animal at the Zoo.
"Marie, Marie, leave the room this minute. I shall tell my husband the
moment I get back to Paris, and he will dismiss you at once when he
hears it. Oh, dear, what shall I do? To think you have disgraced the
family in this way. I would dismiss you now, you vulgar thing, but--"
"Thank you, ma'am," Marie replied, curtseying with a pout.
"Thank you, indeed. Wait and see what Dr. Villebois will say to you.
You dare to simper and smile after this?"
Marie readjusted her pillows, and her lips curled in a defiant smile,
for she knew the doctor would take her part every time. Hadn't he on
one occasion given her a brooch instead of dismissing her when madame
drove her out of the room, and on another occasion a pair of turquoise
ear-rings, when she handed her over to her spouse for reprimand and
dismissal?
"Can I do anything more for madame?" she replied with her sweetest
smile.
"Go away, you hussy. I shall send for the doctor immediately."
"Thank you, ma'am," said Marie again, as she bowed herself out of the
room.
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