On seeing Guenaud: "Ah!" said he; "now I am saved!" Guenaud was a very learned and circumspect man, who stood in no need of the critiques of Boileau to obtain a reputation.

When facing a disease, if it were personified in a king, he treated the patient as a Turk treats a Moor.

He did not, therefore, reply to Mazarin as the minister expected: "Here is the doctor; good-bye disease!" On the contrary, on examining his patient, with a very serious air: "Oh! oh!" said he.
"Eh! what! Guenaud! How you look at me!" "I look as I should on seeing your complaint, my lord; it is a very dangerous one." "The gout--oh! yes, the gout." "With complications, my lord." Mazarin raised himself upon his elbow, and, questioning by look and gesture: "What do you mean by that?
Am I worse than I believe myself to be ?" "My lord," said Guenaud, seating himself beside the bed; "your eminence has worked very hard during your life; your eminence has suffered much." "But I am not old, I fancy.

The late M.de Richelieu was but seventeen months younger than I am when he died, and died of a mortal disease.

I am young, Guenaud: remember, I am scarcely fifty-two." "Oh! my lord, you are much more than that.