〃Ah！　so　you　are　the　doctor　from　the　Hotel　Dieu。〃
  〃Yes；　my　friend；　I　am　Citizen　Naudin。〃
  〃Naudin；　the　chief　physician　at　the　Hotel　Dieu？〃　cried　Simon。　〃And
  you　come　yourself　to　see　my　sick　wife？〃
  〃Does　that　surprise　you；　Citizen　Simon？〃
  〃Yes；　indeed；　it　surprises　me。　For　I　have　been　told　so　often　that
  Citizen　Naudin；　the　greatest　and　most　skilful　physician　in　all
  Paris；　never　leaves　the　Hotel　Dieu；　that　the　aristocrats　and　ci…
  devants　have　begged　him　in　vain　to　attend　them；　and　that　even　the
  Austrian　woman；　in　the　days　when　she　was　queen；　sent　to　no　purpose
  to　the　celebrated　Naudin；　and　begged　him　to　come　to　Versailles。
  We　heard　that　the　answer　was：　'I　am　the　physician　of　the　poor　and
  the　sick　in　the　Hotel　Dieu；　and　whoever　is　poor　and　sick　may　come　to
  me　in　the　house　which　bears　the　name　of　God。　But　whoever　is　too　rich
  and　too　well　for　that；　must　seek　another　doctor；　for　my　duties　with
  the　sick　do　not　allow　me　to　leave　the　H6tel　Dieu。'　And　after　that
  answer　reached　the　palaceso　the　great　Doctor　Marat　told　methe
  queen　had　her　horses　harnessed；　and　drove　to　Paris；　to　consult
  Doctor　Naudin　at　the　Hotel　Dieu；　and　to　receive　his　advice。　Is　the
  story　really　true；　and　are　you　Doctor　Naudin？〃
  〃The　story　is　strictly　true；　and；　my　friend；　I　am　Doctor　Naudin。〃
  〃And　you　now　leave　the　Hotel　Dieu　to　come　and　visit　my　sick　wife？〃
  asked　Simon；　with　a　pleasant　look　and　a　flattered　manner。
  〃Does　your　wife　not　belong　to　my　poor　and　sick？〃　asked　the　doctor。
  〃Is　she　not　a　woman　of　the　people；　this　dear　French　people；　to　whom
  I　have　devoted　my　services　and　my　life？　For　a　queen　Doctor　Naudin
  might　not　leave　his　hospital；　but　for　a　woman　of　the　people　he　does
  it。　And　now；　citizen；　let　me　see　your　sick　wife；　for　I　did　not　come
  here　to　talk。〃
  Without　waiting　for　Simon's　answer；　the　physician　walked　up　to　the
  bed；　sat　down　on　the　chair　in　front　of　it；　and　began　at　once　to
  investigate　the　condition　of　the　woman；　who　reached　him　her　feverish
  hand；　and；　with　an　almost　inaudible　voice；　answered　his　professional
  questions。
  The　cobbler　stood　at　the　foot　of　the　bed；　and　directed　his　little
  cunning　eyes　to　the　physician　in　amazement　and　admiration。　Behind
  him；　in　the　corner；　sat　the　son　of　Marie　Antoinette；　humiliated；
  still；　and　motionless。　Yet；　in　spite　of　the　injunction　of　Jeanne
  Marie；　he　had　turned　around；　and　was　looking　toward　the　bed；　but　not
  to　the　knitter　of　the　guillotine　were　his　looks　directed；　but　to
  this　venerable　old　gentleman　with　his　powdered　peruke；　his　satin
  coat；　silk　stockings；　breeches；　shoe…buckles；　gold　embroidered
  waistcoat　and　lace　ruffles。　This　costume　reminded　him　of　the　past；
  the　halls　of　Versailles　came　back　to　him；　and　he　saw　before　him　the
  shadowy　figures　of　the　cavaliers　of　that　time；　all　clothed　like　the
  dear　old　gentleman　who　was　sitting　before　the　bed　there。
  〃Why　do　you　look　at　me　in　such　a　wondering　way；　Citizen　Simon？〃
  asked　Naudin；　who　was　now　through　with　his　examination。
  〃I　really　wonderI　really　do　wonder　immensely；〃　said　Simon；　〃and
  that　is　saying　much；　for；　in　these　times；　when　there　are　so　many
  changes；　a　man　can　hardly　wonder　at　any　thing。　Still　I　do　wonder；
  Citizen　Naudin；　that　you　can　venture　to　go　around　in　this　costume。
  That　is　the　style　of　clothing　worn　by　traitorous　ci…devants　and
  aristocrats。　Anybody　else　who　dare　put　it　on　would　have　only　one
  more　walk　to　take；　that　to　the　guillotine；　and　yet　you　venture　to
  come　here！〃
  〃Venture？〃　repeated　Naudin；　with　a　shrug。　〃I　venture　nothing；
  citizen。　I　wear　my　clothes　in　conformity　with　a　habit　of　years'
  standing：　they　fitted　well　under　the　monarchy；　they　fit　just　as　well
  under　the　republic；　and　I　am　not　going　to　be　such　a　fool　as　to　put
  by　my　soft　and　comfortable　silk　clothes；　and　put　on　your　hateful；
  uncomfortable　thick　ones；　and　strut　about　in　them。　I　am　altogether
  too　old　to　take　up　the　new　fashions；　and　altogether　too　well
  satisfied　with　my　own　suit　to　learn　how　to　wear　your　cloth　coats
  with　swallow…tails；　and　your　leather　hose　and　top…boots。　Defend　me
  from　crowding　my　old　limbs　into　such　stuffs！〃
  〃Citizen　doctor；〃　cried　Simon；　with　a　laugh；　〃you　are　a　jolly；　good
  old　fellow；　and　I　like　you　well。　I　do　not　blame　you　for　preferring
  your　comfortable　silk　clothes　to　the　new　style　that　our
  revolutionary　heroes　have　brought　into　mode；　that　nothing　might
  remind　us　of　the　cursed；　God…forsaken　monarchy。　I　wonder　merely　that
  they　allow　it；　and　do　not　make　you　a　head　shorter！〃
  〃But　how　would　they　go　on　with　matters　in　the　Hotel　Dieu？　Without　a
  head　nothing　could　be　done　with　the　sick　and　the　suffering；　for
  without　a　head　there　is　no　thinking。　Now；　as　I　am　the　head　of　the
  hospital；　and　as　they　have　no　head　to　take　my　place；　and　as；　in
  spite　of　my　old…fashioned　clothes；　my　sick　are　cured；　and　have
  confidence　in　me；　the　great　revolutionary　heroes　wink　at　me；　and　let
  me　do　as　I　please；　for　they　know　that　under　the　silk　dress　of　an
  aristocrat　beats　the　heart　of　a　true　democrat。　But　that　is　not　the
  question　before　us　now；　citizen。　We　want　to　talk　about　the　health　of
  your　wife　here。　She　is　sick；　she　has　a　fever；　and　it　will　be　worse
  yet　with　her；　unless　we　take　prompt　measures　and　provide　a　cooling
  drink　for　her。〃
  〃Do　it；　citizen　doctor；〃　said　Simon；　〃make　my　Jeanne　Marie　well　and
  bright　again；　or　I　shall　go　crazy　here　in　this　accursed　house。
  Jeanne　Marie　is　sick　just　with　this；　that　she　is　not　accustomed　to
  be　idle；　and　to　sit　still　and　fold　her　hands　in　her　lap；　and　run
  around　like　a　wild　beast　in　its　cage。　But　here　in　the　Temple　it　is
  no　better　than　in　a　cage；　and　I　tell　you；　citizen；　it　is　enough　to
  make　one　crazy　here；　and　it　has　made　Jeanne　sick　to　have　no　fresh
  air；　no　exercise　and　work。〃
  〃But　why　has　she　no　exercise　and　no　work？　Why　does　she　not　go　out
  into　the　street　and　take　the　air？〃
  〃Because　she　cannot；〃　cried　Simon；　passionately。　〃Because　the　cursed
  little　viper　there　embitters　our　whole　life　and　makes　us　prisoners
  to　this　miserable；　wretched　prisoner；　Look　at　him　there；　the
  infernal　little　wolf！　he　is　the　one　to　blame　that　I　cannot　go　into
  the　street；　cannot　visit　the　clubs；　the　Convention；　or　any　meeting；
  but　must　lire　here　like　a　Trappist；　or　like　an　imprisoned　criminal。
  He　is　the　one　to　blame　that　my　wife　can　no　longer　take　her　place　at
  the　guillotine；　and　knit　and　go　on　with　her　work　there。〃
  〃Yes；〃　cried　Jeanne　Marie；　with　a　groan；　raising　her　head　painfully
  from　the　pillow；　〃he　is　to　blame　for　it　all；　the　shameless　rascal。
  He　has　made　me　melancholy　and　sad；　he　has　worried；　and　vexed；　and
  changed　me！　Oh！　oh！　he　is　looking　at　me　again；　and　his　eyes　burn
  into　my　heart！〃
  〃Miserable　viper；〃　cried　Simon；　dashing　toward　the　boy　with　clinched
  fists；　〃how　dare　you　turn　your　hateful　eyes　toward　her；　after　her
  expressly　forbidding　it？　Wait；　I　will　teach　you　to　disobey；　and　give
  you　a　lesson　that　you　will　not　forget。〃
  His　heavy　hand　fell　on　the　back　of　the　boy；　and　was　raised　again　for
  a　second　stroke；　when　it　was　held　as　in　an　iron　vice。
  〃You　good…for…nothing；　what　are　you　doing？〃　cried　a　thundering
  voice；　and　two　blazing　eyes　flashed　on　him　from　the　reddened　face　of
  Doctor　Naudin。
  Simon's　eyes　fell　before　the　angry　look　of　the　physician；　then　he
  broke　out　into　a　loud　laugh。
  〃Citizen　doctor；　I　say；　what　a　jolly　fellow　you　are；〃　he　said；
  merrily。　〃You　did　that　just　as　if　you　were　in　a　theatre；　and　you
  called　out　to　me　just　as　they　call　out　to　the　murderers　in　a
  tragedy。　What　do　you　make　such　a　halloo　about　when　I　chastise　the
  wolf's　cub　a　bit；　as　he　has　richly　deserved？〃
  〃It　is　true；〃　said　Naudin；　〃I　was　a　little　hasty。　But　that　comes
  from　the　fact；　citizen；　that　I　not　only　held　you　to　be　a　good
  republican；　but　a　good　man　as　well；　and　therefore　it　pained　me　to
  see　you　do　a　thing　which　becomes　neither　a　republican　nor　a　good
  man。〃
  〃Why；　what　have　I　done　that　is　not　proper？〃　asked　Simon；　in
  amazement。
  〃Look　at　him；　the　poor；　beaten；　swollen；　stupefied　boy；〃　said
  Naudin；　solemnly；　pointing　to　Louis；　who　sat　on　his　chair；　weeping
  and　trembling　in　all　his　limbs〃look　at　him；　citizen；　and　then　do
  not　ask　me　again　what　you　have　done　that　is　not　proper。〃
  〃Well；　but　he　deserves　nothing　better；〃　cried　Simon；　with　a　sneer。
  〃He　is　the　son　of　the　she…wolf；　Madame　Veto。〃
  〃He　is　a　human　being；〃　said　Doctor　Naudin；　solemnly；　〃and　he　is；
  besides；　a　helpless　boy；　whom　the　one；　indivisible；　and　righteous
  republic　deprived　of　his　father　and　mother；　and　put　under　your　care
  to　be　educated　as　if　he　were　a　son　of　your　own。　I　ask　you；　citizen；
  would　you　have　struck　a　son　of　your　own　as　you　just　struck　this
  boy？〃
  A　loud；　convulsive　sob　came　from　the　bed　on　which　Jeanne　Marie　lay；
  and　entirely　confused　and　disturbed　Simon。
  〃No；〃　he　said；　softly；　〃perhaps　I　should　not　have　done　it。　But；〃
  continued　he　eagerly；　and　with　a　grim　look；　〃a　child　of　my　own　would
  not　have　tried　and　exasperated　me　as　this　youngster　does。　From
  morning　till　evening　he　vexes　me；　for　he　does　nothing　that　I　want
  him　to。　If　I　order　him　to　sing　with　me；　he　is　still　and　stupid；　and
  when　he　ought　to　be　still　he　makes　a　noise。　Would　you　believe　me；
  citizen；　this　son　of　the　she…wolf　leaves　me　no　quiet　for　sleep。
  Lately；　in　the　night；　he　knee