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can establish the theories which I propounded a
year ago in my Antibarbarus, a work which the
reviews treated as that of a charlatan or madman,
making my family consequently thrust me out
as a good-for-nothing, or Cagliostro. My opponents
are pulverised! My heart beats in righteous
pride; I will leave the hospital, shout
in the streets, bellow before the Institute, pull
down the Sorbonne!... But my hands remain
wrapped up, and when I stand outside in the
courtyard, the high encircling walls counsel
me—patience.
When I tell the apothecary the result of the
analysis, he proposes to me to summon a
commission before whom I should demonstrate the
solution of the problem by experiment publicly.
I, however, from dislike to publicity, write
instead an essay on the subject, and send it to
the Temps, where it appears after two days.
The password is given. I am answered from
all sides; I find adherents, am asked to
contribute to a scientific paper, and am involved
in a correspondence which necessitates the
continuance of my experiments.
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