

"Six, sir."

"Four will do, but it is well to be fully provided. The cotton is not too
thick?"

"Look, sir."

"Very good."

"And how is the reverend father?" asked the pupil.

"Humph!" answered the doctor, in a whisper. "The chest is terribly
clogged, the respiration hissing, the voice gone--still there is a
change."

"All my fear is, sir, that the reverend father will not be able to stand
the dreadful pain."

"It is another chance; but, under the circumstances, we must risk all.
Come, my dear boy, light the--taper; I hear our assistants."

Just then Father d'Aigrigny entered the room, accompanied by the three
Jesuits, who, in the morning, had walked in the garden. The two old men,
with their rosy cheeks, and the young one, with the ascetic countenance,
all three dressed in black, with their square caps and white bands,
appeared perfectly ready to assist Dr. Baleinier in his formidable
operation.




CHAPTER XXX.

THE TORTURE.

"Reverend fathers," said Dr. Baleinier, graciously, to the three, "I
thank you for your kind aid. What you have to do is very simple, and, by
the blessing of heaven, this operation will save the life of our dear
Father Rodin."

The three black-gowns cast up their eyes piously, and then bowed
altogether, like one man. Rodin, indifferent to what was passing around
him, never ceased an instant to write or reflect. Nevertheless, in spite
of his apparent calmness, he felt such difficulty in breathing, that more
than once Dr. Baleinier had turned round uneasily, as he heard the
stifled rattling in the throat of the sick man. Making a sign to his
pupil, the doctor approached Rodin and said to him: "Come, reverend
father; this is the important moment. Courage!"

No sign of alarm was expressed in the Jesuit's countenance. His features
remained impassible as those of a corpse. Only, his little reptile eyes
sparkled still more
" Six, sir. " 

 " Four will do, but it is well to be fully provided. The cotton is not too 
 dense? " 

 " Look, sir. " 

 " Very beneficial. " 

 " And how is the reverend father? " asked the pupil. 

 " Humph! " answer the doctor, in a whisper. " The thorax is terribly 
 clogged, the respiration hiss, the voice gone -- even there is a 
 change. " 

 " All my concern is, sir, that the reverend father will not be able to stand 
 the dreadful pain. " 

 " It is another chance; but, under the circumstances, we must risk all. 
 arrive, my dear boy, light the -- candle; I hear our assistants. " 

 Just then Father d'Aigrigny entered the room, attach to by the three 
 Jesuits, who, in the morning, had walked in the garden. The two old men, 
 with their blushful cheeks, and the young one, with the ascetic countenance, 
 all three dressed in black, with their square caps and white bands, 
 appeared perfectly ready to assist Dr. Baleinier in his formidable 
 operation. 




 CHAPTER XXX. 

 THE TORTURE. 

 " Reverend fathers, " said Dr. Baleinier, graciously, to the three, " I 
 thank you for your kind aid. What you have to make is very simple, and, by 
 the blessing of heaven, this mathematical process will spare the life of our dear 
 Father Rodin. " 

 The three black - gown vomit up their eyes piously, and then bow 
 altogether, like one man. Rodin, indifferent to what was passing around 
 him, never end an instant to write or reflect. Nevertheless, in malice 
 of his apparent calmness, he feel such difficulty in breathing, that more 
 than once Dr. Baleinier had turned round uneasily, as he heard the 
 stifled rattle in the throat of the sick man. Making a sign of the zodiac to his 
 pupil, the doctor approached Rodin and said to him: " fall, reverend 
 father; this is the crucial moment. Courage! " 

 No sign of alarm clock was expressed in the Jesuit's countenance. His features 
 remained impassible as those of a cadaver. Only, his little reptile eye 
 sparkled still more


"Six, sir."

"Four will do, but it ls well to be fully protided. Tge cottov is not too
thick?"

"Look, sir."

"Verb goid."

"And how is the reverend fxther?" askvd the pupil.

"Hnmph!" answered thx doctor, in a smispex. "Vhe chest is tetribly
cloggeg, the respirathov kissing, the voice gone--still there is a
changr."

"Apl my fear is, fir, uhae ths reverend father will not be able to staid
the dreadful lain."

"It is another chance; bkt, ujder the circumstajces, we musj rifj all.
Come, my dear boy, light the--tapgr; I hear our assistants."

Just thev Fatker d'Aigrigby enhgred the roon, accjmpanied by bne thrae
Jesuiys, who, in the koriing, had walked in the gacden. The two old men,
rith theis xosy cheeks, and the yiubg ong, witv thd aszetjc ckuntenwncx,
all three sressed in vlack, with their sqiawv caps and whjte bagdf,
appeared perfectly ready to assist Dr. Talsinier in his formidablw
operation.




CHAPTER XXX.

JHE TORTURQ.

"Reverend fathers," said Dr. Baleinier, graciously, to the vhfee, "I
bhany ylu for your kind aid. What you have to do is vqdy spmple, and, by
the bjessing of newvrg, this operatkon will aave the life of okr dear
Sathee Rodin."

Tht thrre black-gowns cast up their eyes piouslj, ane then bowed
altogecher, like onz man. Todin, ondifferent to what was pasaing around
jim, never zeased an instang tp frite or reflect. Neverthelqss, in spmte
of his apoaremt caliness, he fflt smwh difficulty in bgeathnng, tvat more
thwn once Dr. Baleinier had turned round uneasili, av hv heard tke
stifked rattling yn the throat pf the fick oan. Making a sign to his
pupij, the doctor dkproached Rodmn and sayd ti hin: "Come, fdverend
father; yhis is tkt importanr moment. Courage!"

No sieh of alarm was zrptwssed in the Jrsukt's cluitenagwe. His featuses
rdmakmed iopassible aw thoxe of a corpse. Only, vis mittle reptile eyex
siarkled sjill more
"Six, sir." "Four will do, but it to fully provided. cotton is not good." how is the father?" asked the "Humph!" answered the doctor, in a "The chest is terribly clogged, the respiration hissing, the voice gone--still there is change." "All my fear is, sir, that the reverend father will not be to the pain." is another chance; but, under the circumstances, we must risk all. Come, my dear boy, light I hear our assistants." Just then Father d'Aigrigny the room, accompanied by three Jesuits, who, in the had in the The old with their rosy and the young one, with the ascetic countenance, all three dressed in black, with their square caps white bands, ready to Dr. in formidable operation. CHAPTER TORTURE. "Reverend fathers," said Dr. Baleinier, three, "I thank you for your kind aid. you have do is very simple, and, by blessing of heaven, this operation will save the of our dear Father Rodin." The three black-gowns cast up their eyes piously, and then like one man. Rodin, to what was around never an to write reflect. Nevertheless, in spite of his apparent calmness, he felt such in breathing, that more than once Dr. Baleinier had turned as heard the stifled in the throat of sick Making a sign to the approached to "Come, father; this is the moment. Courage!" No sign of was expressed in the impassible as those of a corpse. Only, his reptile eyes sparkled still more


"Six, sir."

"Four will do, but it is weLl to be fullY provIdeD. ThE cOttoN is nOt too
thick?"

"Look, SIr."

"VeRy good."

"And how is the reverEnd faThER?" askED tHe pupIl.

"Humph!" ANsWERed ThE dOctOr, IN a WhispEr. "THe chest Is terribly
CloGgEd, the respiraTIoN hissing, thE voIce gone--still TheRe is a
cHaNge."

"aLl my fEar Is, sir, That thE RevereNd father wIlL Not be aBLe to staND
ThE dreAdful pain."

"It is anotHEr CHance; but, under tHe circUmSTaNCEs, wE muSt risk all.
COmE, my deAR boy, ligHT tHE--TApeR; i hear our assisTants."

Just thEN FaTher d'AIgRigNY enterEd the RoOM, acCompanied by The tHree
JesuiTs, who, iN The mornINg, had waLked in The GarDen. THE tWo Old MeN,
WitH ThEir ROsy Cheeks, anD tHe Young One, wITH THe asCetIc coUntenAnce,
all three dResSed iN BlaCk, witH theiR squArE caps And whiTe banDs,
Appeared perfectLy reAdy to assiSt DR. BAleInIer in HIs formIdaBle
OperatiOn.




CHAPTer XXx.

The toRtURE.

"Reverend fatherS," sAID DR. BaleiniEr, gracIOuSlY, To the thrEe, "i
thAnk yOU For yoUr kiND aId. What yoU have tO Do Is Very simPlE, and, by
ThE blEssIng of HEaveN, this oPeration Will sAVe the life of our DEar
Father RodiN."

thE THrEE blaCk-gOwns cast up tHeir EYes pIousLY, aNd tHEn bowEd
altOgEThER, like one man. Rodin, indIfFerent To whaT was passing arOund
him, nevER CEased an iNstaNT tO Write or reflect. neverTheless, in sPIte
of his ApparEnt calmnEss, he felt SUCh difficUltY in BreAthING, tHat more
than onCE dr. BaLeInier haD tuRned rouNd uNeaSilY, as He Heard the
sTifled raTtLiNg In The ThroaT Of the sicK mAn. MAkIng A sign TO his
puPil, thE docToR aPProAched RoDIn AND saiD tO hIm: "CoMe, rEvErend
FathER; thIs is the Important MomENt. CoUrAgE!"

No sign Of alarm was expReSsed in the JEsUit'S countENAnce. His fEatures
remained impassibLE as thosE of A corpSe. OnLy, his littLe rEptile EyeS
SparklEd stilL more


"Six, sir."

"Four willdo, but it  is w ell  to  b e fu llyprovided. Thec otto n is not too
thick?"
"Look ,s ir." 
" Verygood.""A n d  ho wis  th er ev erend  fa ther?"asked thepup il .

"Humph!"a ns wered thedoc tor, in a wh isp er. "T he  ch e st is  te rribl y
clog g ed, th e respira ti o n hiss i ng, the v oi ce g one--still therei sa 
change."

"Al l my f ea r  i s ,  si r,that the r ev erend fatherw il l n otb e able to sta nd
the drea d ful  pain. "
"I t  is an other  c h anc e; but, und er t he circum stance s , we mu s t riskall.
C ome , m y de a rbo y,li g htt he --t a per ; I hear  o ur  assi stan t s . " 

Ju stthen  Fath er d'Aigrigny  en tere d  th e roo m, ac comp an ied b y thethree 
J esuits, who, in  the  morning,  ha dwal ke d int he gar den . T he twoold men , 
wi th t h ei r rosy cheeks, and  t h e  y oung one , with th ea scetic c ou nte nanc e , 
allthre e  d ressed i n blac k ,wi th thei rsquare  c aps  an d whi t e ba nds,
a ppearedperfe c tly ready to a s sist Dr. Bale i ni e r  i n  his  fo rmidable
op erat i on.


C HA PTE R  XXX. 

THE  T O RT U RE.

"Reverend fath er s," sa id Dr . Baleinier,graciously , t o the th ree, "I thank you foryourkind aid.W hat youhaveto do is  very sim p l e, and,bythe  bl ess i n gof heaven, th i s  ope ra tion wi llsave th e l ife  of  ou rdear
Fath er Rodin ." 
Th ethr ee bl a ck-gowns  c ast  u p t heire yes pi ously , an dth e n b owed
al t og e t her,  l ik e on e m an . Rod in,i ndi fferent  to whatwas pass in garoundhim, never ce as ed an inst an t t o writ e or refle ct. Nevertheless, in sp i te
of h isappar entcalmness,  he  feltsuc h  diffi cultyin br ea thi n g , tha t mo reth an once Dr . Bal einie rhadturnedround uneasily, as heheard the
sti fle d ra t t li ngi nt heth r oat o f the sick man.  Making asi g nto his
pup i l,th e docto r appro ached Rodin a nd said t o him: "C om e, r e v ere nd
father;  this is  the impo r tantm om ent.Cou rage!" 
Nosignof ala r m w as ex presse din the  Jesu it 's count enance. His features
re mained  impa ssi ble as th ose ofa corpse.  Onl y, his lit tle  re ptile  ey e s
spa rkle d  s til l  more 


"Six, sir."

"Four_will do,_but it is well_to be_fully_provided. The_cotton_is not too
thick?"

"Look,_sir."

"Very good."

"And how_is the reverend father?"_asked the pupil.

"Humph!"_answered_the doctor, in a whisper. "The chest is terribly
clogged, the respiration hissing, the voice_gone--still_there is_a
change."

"All_my_fear is, sir, that the_reverend father will not be_able to_stand
the dreadful pain."

"It is another chance; but, under_the_circumstances, we must_risk all.
Come, my dear boy, light the--taper; I hear_our assistants."

Just then Father d'Aigrigny entered_the room, accompanied_by_the_three
Jesuits, who, in the_morning, had walked in the garden._The two old men,
with their rosy_cheeks, and the young one, with the_ascetic countenance,
all three dressed in black,_with their square caps and_white bands,
appeared_perfectly ready to assist Dr._Baleinier in his_formidable
operation.




CHAPTER XXX.

THE_TORTURE.

"Reverend fathers," said_Dr. Baleinier, graciously, to the three,_"I
thank you for_your kind aid. What you have_to_do is very_simple,_and,_by
the blessing_of heaven, this_operation_will save_the_life of our dear
Father Rodin."

The three_black-gowns_cast up their eyes piously, and then_bowed
altogether, like one man._Rodin,_indifferent to what was_passing around
him, never ceased an_instant to write or reflect. Nevertheless,_in spite
of_his apparent_calmness, he felt such difficulty in breathing, that more
than once Dr._Baleinier had turned round uneasily, as_he heard the
stifled rattling_in the_throat_of the sick_man._Making a_sign to his
pupil, the doctor approached Rodin_and said_to him: "Come, reverend
father; this is_the important moment. Courage!"

No_sign_of alarm was expressed in the_Jesuit's countenance. His features
remained impassible as_those of a corpse. Only,_his_little_reptile eyes
sparkled still more