[Jacques Bonneval by Anne Manning]@TWC D-Link bookJacques Bonneval CHAPTER I 6/13
I believe the women would have purchased largely of him, had my father let me stop. Next we came up with a little house upon wheels, drawn by a sorry horse, and on the wooden wall of the said house was depicted, many sizes larger than life, a great human tooth, with bleeding fangs.
Beneath was an inscription that the owner of the cart was a traveling dentist, who drew teeth without the least pain. Alice, the maid, had instantly a great desire to let him draw a troublesome tooth of hers which, she took pains to assure us, was not impaired by natural decay, but only accidentally broken in cracking a cherry-stone.
"The edge is so rough," said she, "that it hurts my tongue; and since this honest gentleman can extract it painlessly, I have a great mind to try his hand." "Plenty of time for that when we get to Beaucaire," said M.Bourdinave. "Sure, you would not have a tooth drawn in the middle of the high road ?" "Truly, I should not mind it, inside that nice little wooden house," said she. But no, she was not allowed to do so; and, to console her, Madeleine uncovered a little basket she carried on her arm, and discovered cherries as red as her own lips, nestling in dark green leaves.
"Here," said she, cheerfully, "are some stones to take your revenge on." "Ah, what beauties," cried Alice, taking a few; and the basket being handed round, we were soon all eating cherries; and Gabrielle asked me if I did not wish she had the gift of St.Marguerite. "I do not know what gift you mean," said I, turning half round, and looking full at her. "Once on a time," said the lively girl, "the foolish story goes, that two saints, who were brother and sister, lived in separate monasteries; but the brother was frequently visited by his sister, on the pretence of seeking spiritual advice.
Their names were St.Honorat and St. Marguerite.
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