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Emile Zola : How Jolly Life Is!/(Variant Title = Zest for Life)

Author: Emile Zola
Title: How Jolly Life Is!/(Variant Title = Zest for Life)
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Binding: Hardcover
Date: 1986-06
ISBN: 9997521307
Publisher: Chatto & Windus
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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1886 edition. Excerpt: ...the doctor replied. “But, at any rate, even if we can’t quite cure her of it, she may go on for a long time yet, with care.” The young man shrugged his shoulders and assumed an expression like that of an angry child who is not to be taken in by its nurse’s fine stories. Then he exclaimed: “ And you never gave me any warning, doctor, though you have been attending her quite recently. These dreadful diseases never come on all at once. Had you no idea of it?” “ Well, yes,” Cazenove murmured, “ I had indeed noticed some slight indications.” Then, as Lazare broke out into a sneering laugh, he added: “Listen to me, my fine fellow. I dou’t think that I’m a greater fool than my fellows, and yet this is not the first time that it has happened to me to have had no inkling of what was coming, and to find myself taken quite by surprise. It is absurd of you to expect us to be able to know everything, when we are very thankful just to be able to spell out the first few lines of what is going on in that very complicated piece of mechanism--the human body.” He seemed vexed, and he dashed his pen angrily as he wrote his prescription, tearing the thin paper he was using. The naval-surgeon cropped up in the brusque movements of his big body. But when he stood up again with his old face tanned brown with the sea air, he softened as he saw Pauline and Lazare hopelessly hanging their heads. “ My poor children,” he said, “we will try our best to bring her round. You know that I never put on grand airs before you, and I tell you frankly that I can answer for nothing. But it seems to me that there is, at any rate, no iminediate danger.” Then he left the...