Hehadraisedhiseyestothedoctorwithagentle，supplicatoryexpression，andtakingthepearsfromthepocketofhisworn，mendedjacket，hegavethemtothephysician。
Thenhappenedsomethingwhich，hadSimonenteredtheroomjustthen，wouldprobablyhavefilledhimwithexasperation。IthappenedthattheproudandcelebratedDr。Naudin，thedirectorandfirstphysicianoftheHotelDieu，sankonhiskneebeforethispoorboyinthepatchedjacket，whohadnothingtogivebuttwopears，andthathewassoovercome，eitherbyinwardpainorbyreverence，thatwhiletakingthepearshecouldonlywhisper，withafaintvoice：“I
thankyourmajesty。Ihaveneverreceivedanoblerormorepreciousgiftthanthisfruit，whichmyunfortunatekinggivesme，andI
sweartoyouthatIwillbeyourdevotedandfaithfulservant。“
IthappenedfurtherthatDr。Naudinpressedtohislipsthehandthatreachedhimthepreciousgift，andthatuponthishandtwotearsfellfromtheeyesofthephysician，longaccustomedtolookuponhumanmiseryandpain，andwhichhadnotforyearsbeensuffusedwithmoisture。