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The Ball.

           

           "Andwhocanthatpersonbewhohastakenitintohisheadtowraphimselfupinabluecoatembroideredwithgreen?"

           "Oh,thatcoatisnothisownidea;itistheRepublic’s,whichdeputedDavid12todeviseauniformfortheAcademicians."

           12LouisDavid,afamousFrenchpainter.

           "Indeed?"saidMonteCristo;"sothisgentlemanisanAcademician?"

           "Withinthelastweekhehasbeenmadeoneofthelearnedassembly."

           "Andwhatishisespecialtalent?"

           "Histalent?Ibelievehethrustspinsthroughtheheadsofrabbits,hemakesfowlseatmadder,andpunchesthespinalmarrowoutofdogswithwhalebone."

           "AndheismadeamemberoftheAcademyofSciencesforthis?"

           "No;oftheFrenchAcademy."

           "ButwhathastheFrenchAcademytodowithallthis?"

           "Iwasgoingtotellyou.Itseems"

           "Thathisexperimentshaveveryconsiderablyadvancedthecauseofscience,doubtless?"

           "No;thathisstyleofwritingisverygood."

           "Thismustbeveryflatteringtothefeelingsoftherabbitsintowhoseheadshehasthrustpins,tothefowlswhoseboneshehasdyedred,andtothedogswhosespinalmarrowhehaspunchedout?"

           Albertlaughed.

           "Andtheotherone?"demandedthecount.

           "Thatone?"

           "Yes,thethird.

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