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(1929) [MARC] Author: Axel Munthe - Tema: Medicine
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“Don’t believe it, my friend! The moon is
a dried-up old spinster spying from afar with
treacherous eyes the immortal tragedy of mortal
love.”

“The moon is a ghost,” said Leo.

“A ghost? Who told you that?”

“An ancestor of mine heard it ages ago in
the pass of St. Bernard from an old bear who
had heard it from Atta Troll, who had heard it
from the Great Bear himself who rules over all
bears. Why, they are all afraid of the moon up
there in the sky. No wonder we dogs are afraid
of it and bark at it, when even the brilliant
Sirius, the Dog star who rules over all dogs,
turns pale when it creeps out of its grave and
lifts its sinister face out of the darkness. Down
here on our earth do you think you are the only
one who cannot sleep when the moon is up!
Why, all wild animals and all creeping and
crawling things in forests and fields leave their
lairs and wander about in fear of its malicious
rays. Indeed, you must have been looking hard
at somebody else to-night in the park or surely
you would have seen that it was a ghost that was
watching you the whole time. It likes to creep
under the lime-trees in an old park, to haunt the
ruins of a castle or a church, to roam about an
old cemetery and bend over every grave to read
the name of the dead. It loves to sit and stare
for hours with steel grey eyes on the desolation
of the snowfields which cover the dead earth like
a shroud, or to peep in through a bedroom window
to frighten the sleeper with a sinister dream.”

“Enough, Leo, don’t let us talk any more

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