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possible, my dear, but I would not give a sick dog in charge of a physician who writes. WIFE A. (interrupting her husband)--I know people who have five or six offices, yet the government has the greatest confidence in them; anyway, it is odd that you should speak in this way, you who were one of Dr. M-----'s great cases-- HUSBAND A. (aside)--There can be no doubt of it! _The Fallacious._ A HUSBAND. (as he reaches home)--My dear, we are invited by Madame de Fischtaminel to a concert which she is giving next Tuesday. I reckoned on going there, as I wanted to speak with a young cousin of the minister who was among the singers; but he is gone to Frouville to see his aunt. What do you propose doing? HIS WIFE.--These concerts tire me to death!--You have to sit nailed to your chair whole hours without saying a word.--Besides, you know quite well that we dine with my mother on that day, and it is impossible to miss paying her a visit. HER HUSBAND. (carelessly)--Ah! that is true. _(Three days afterwards.)_ THE HUSBAND. (as he goes to bed)--What do you think, my darling? To-morrow I will leave you at your mother's, for the count has returned from Frouville and will be at Madame de Fischtaminel's concert. HIS WIFE. (vivaciously)--But why should you go alone? You know how I adore music! _The Touch and Go Mouse-Trap._ THE WIFE.--Why did you go away so early this evening? THE HUSBAND. (mysteriously)--Ah! It is a sad business, and all the more so because I don't know how I can settle it. THE WIFE.--What is it all about, Adolph? You are a wretch if you do not tell me what you are going to do! THE HUSBAND.--My dear, that ass of a Prosper Magnan is fighting a duel with M. de Fontanges, on account of an Opera singer.--But what is the matter with you? THE WIFE.--Nothing.--It is very warm in this room and I don't know what ails me, for the whole day I have been suffering from sudden flushing of the face. THE HUSBAND. (aside)--She is in love with M. de Fontanges. (Aloud.) Celestine! (He shouts out still louder.) Celestine! Come quick, madame is ill! You will understand that a clever husband will discover a thousand ways of setting these three kinds of traps. 2. OF CORRESPONDENCE. To write a letter, and to have it posted; to get an answer, to read it and burn it; there we have correspondence stated in the simplest terms.
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