disappeared in the streets.




CHAPTER II.

With us there was a Doctor of Physic:
In all this world ne was there none him like,
To speak of physic and of surgery.

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He knew the cause of every malady,
Were it of cold, or hot, or moist, or dry,
And where engendered, and of what humor:
He was a very perfect practiser.
The cause y know, and of his harm the root,
Anon he gave to the sick man his boot.

CHAUCER.


The first care of the faithful Peéna or Esther, was to seek the
doctor. She found him at home, and was instantly admitted to his
presence.

"Queen Esther," he exclaimed, the moment he saw her, "is it thou?
Welcome, descendant of a line of kings. Would'st like some cider?" He
spoke the word "cider" like the Indians, with a rising inflection on