"*
*Ils ecrivaient sur la Philosophie (Cicero, Lucretius, Seneca)
mais c'etait la Philosophie Grecque.- Condorcet.
"What do you think of- what do you think of- hiccup!- Epicurus?"
"What do I think of whom?" said the devil, in astonishment, "you
cannot surely mean to find any fault with Epicurus! What do I think of
Epicurus! Do you mean me, sir?- I am Epicurus! I am the same
philosopher who wrote each of the three hundred treatises commemorated
by Diogenes Laertes."
"That's a lie!" said the metaphysician, for the wine had gotten a
little into his head.
"Very well!- very well, sir!- very well, indeed, sir!" said his
Majesty, apparently much flattered.
"That's a lie!" repeated the restaurateur, dogmatically; "that's
a- hiccup!- a lie!"
"Well, well, have it your own way!" said the devil, pacifically, and
Bon-Bon, having beaten his Majesty at argument, thought it his duty to
conclude a second bottle of Chambertin.
"As I was saying," resumed the visiter- "as I was observing a
little while ago, there are some very outre notions in that book of
yours Monsieur Bon-Bon. What, for instance, do you mean by all that
humbug about the soul? Pray, sir, what is the soul?"
"The- hiccup!- soul," replied the metaphysician, referring to his
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