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“Upon my word, I cannot say, but my bedroom
has become a terror to me, and I give it
up to-morrow.”
“Young man, atheist, naturalist, why?”
“The Devil must be in it! When I open the
door of my room at night and enter, someone
seizes me by the arms and shakes me.”
“Then there is someone in your room?”
“No, when I light a candle there is no one
to be seen.”
“Young man, there is someone who cannot
be seen by candle-light!”
“Who is that?”
“The invisible, young man! Have you taken
sulphonal, bromkali, morphium, chloral?”
“I have tried all.”
“And the invisible does not quit the field.
Very well! You want to sleep at night, and
wish me to tell you how. Listen, young man, I
am neither a physician nor a prophet, I am an old
sinner, who does penance. Demand therefore
neither preaching nor prophecy from an old
gallows-bird, who wants all his leisure time to preach
to himself. I have also suffered from sleeplessness
and paralysis of the arms; I have wrestled
eye to eye with the invisible, and finally recovered
sleep and health. Do you know how? Guess!”
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