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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1863 Excerpt: ...time trudged off with his daughter, wishing Gallard every success in his interesting enterprise. Maria Pulvennacher bowed to me, and offered Mons. Gallard her hand with averted face. She had evidently been asking the enthusiast to make sdme sacrifice which he had refused to make. The professor, I forgot to add, on parting, begged me with obvious sincerity to gratify him with a speedy call. The moment the door closed on the professor and his daughter, Gallard stamped on the floor, and uttered some words in Arabic from between his clenched teeth. 'I throw her to the wind,' he said, passionately; 'swallow, that she is, quick-turning, never-resting, fickle, changeable, like all those creatures that God made from the refuse of Adam's clay. I have lived eightand-thirty years in this vile world, and never yet knew sin, vice, trouble or mischief without a woman was in some way or other the cause of it. Miserable necessity of our solitude to need such companions! I renounce her. Shall I break up my glorious dreams and discoveries for a wax doll with movable eyes--a puppet that can smile, and move, and eat, and torment; but cannot reflect, compare, analyse, or refute? Hal' And as he said this he took down a case-bottle of brandy from a shelf, and took.a long, deep draught; then silently he replaced the bottle with a smile such as Satan himself might have worn, and sat down, compass in hand, at his papers. I began to be afraid for his brain. I tried to divert his thoughts, but not by any of those deep consolatory platitudes which friends administer to you as if they were indispensable medicines. 'Gallard,' I said,' courage! there are other women. As we say in England--" There are as good fish in the sea as ever came out of it." By-the-by, do you know I have ...
