SCENE VII.--ÉRASTE, AN APOTHECARY.

ERA. I think, Sir, that you are the doctor to whom somebody went to

speak in my name.

APO. No, Sir. I am not the doctor; such an honour does not belong to

me. I am only an unworthy apothecary; at your service.

ERA. Is the doctor at home, then.

APO. Yes; he is in there, trying to get rid quickly of some patients.

I will tell him that you are here.

ERA. No; you need not disturb him; I will wait till he has done. I

have to entrust to his care a certain relation of mine he was told

about today. He is attacked with a sort of madness that we should

like to see cured before we marry him to anyone.

APO. I know; I know all about it. I was there when he was told of this

affair. Upon my word, Sir; upon my word, you could not apply to a more

skilful doctor. He is a man who understands medicine thoroughly, as

well as I do my A B C;[8] and who, were you to die for it, would not

abate one iota of the rules of the ancients. Yes, he always follows

the high-road--the high-road, Sir, and doesn't spend his time finding

out mares' nests. For all the gold in the world he would not cure

anybody with other medicines than those prescribed by the faculty.

ERA. He is quite right. A patient should not wish to be cured unless

the faculty consents to it.

APO. It is not because we are great friends that I speak so of him;

but it is a pleasure to be his patient, and I had rather die by his

medicines than be cured with those of another. For, whatever may

happen, we know for certain that things are always in due order; and

should we die under his care, our heirs have nothing to reproach us

with.

ERA. A great comfort to a dead man.

APO. Certainly; it is pleasant to have died according to rules.

Moreover, he is not one of those doctors who let a disease off. He is

an expeditious man--expeditious, Sir, who likes to clear off his

patients; and when they are to die, the thing is done in no time.

ERA. There is, to be sure, nothing like going through the business

quickly.

APO. Indeed, what is the use of haggling over the matter, and beating

so long about the bush? One should know offhand the long and short of

an illness.

ERA. You are quite right.

APO. Why, he did me the honour of taking care of three of my children;

they died in less than four days, whereas with another they would have

lingered for more than three months.

ERA. It is a blessing to have friends like these.

APO. Decidedly. I have still two children left, of whom he takes care

as if they were his own; he attends them, and physics them as he

pleases, without my interfering in the least; and very frequently on

my return from the city, I am quite surprised to find that they have

been bled or purged by his direction.

ERA. This is kind care indeed!

APO. Here he is, here he is; here he is coming.

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