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Ursus, seeing that Gwynplaine was becoming a man, had cast the horoscope
of his deformity. "It has made your fortune!" he had told him.
This family of an old man and two children, with a wolf, had become, as
they wandered, a group more and more intimately united. There errant
life had not hindered education. "To wander is to grow," Ursus said.
Gwynplaine was evidently made to exhibit at fairs. Ursus had cultivated
in him feats of dexterity, and had encrusted him as much as possible
with all he himself possessed of science and wisdom.
Ursus, contemplating the perplexing mask of Gwynplaine's face, often
growled,--
"He has begun well." It was for this reason that he had perfected him
with every ornament of philosophy and wisdom.
He repeated constantly to Gwynplaine,--
"Be a philosopher. To be wise is to be invulnerable. You see what I am,
I have never shed a tears. This is the result of my wisdom. Do you think
that occasion for tears has been wanting, had I felt disposed to weep?"
Ursus, in one of his monologues in the hearing of the wolf, said,--
"I have taught Gwynplaine everything, Latin included. I have taught Dea
nothing, music included."
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