"Depend upon it, I know what I say.

Since the first attack I experienced of this malady, I have continually reflected on it.

Indeed, I expected it, for it is a family inheritance; both my father and grandfather died of it in a third attack.

The physician who prepared for me the remedy I have twice successfully taken, was no other than the celebrated Cabanis, and he predicted a similar end for me." "The physician may be mistaken!" exclaimed Dantes.

"And as for your poor arm, what difference will that make?
I can take you on my shoulders, and swim for both of us." "My son," said the abbe, "you, who are a sailor and a swimmer, must know as well as I do that a man so loaded would sink before he had done fifty strokes.