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up, I am willing to be examined to-morrow in
the asylum at Lund.”
“Then you are lost! Not a word more now!
Lie down and sleep.”
I refuse to do so, and insist on his hearing
me; he refuses to listen.
When I am alone, I ask myself, “Is it possible
that my friend, an honourable man, who
has always kept aloof from dirty transactions,
at the close of a blameless career should succumb
to temptation? But who has tempted him?” I
have no answer to this question, but many
surmises. “Every man has his price,” says the
proverb, but a large sum must have been necessary
to bribe this strong character. But one
does not pay very highly for an ordinary piece
of revenge. Therefore he must have a strong
interest in the matter himself. Stop! I have
it! I have made gold; the doctor has
half-accomplished it also, although, when asked, he
denies having repeated the experiments
regarding which I had corresponded with him. He
denies it, and yet as I stepped across the pavement
of the courtyard last evening I found proofs
that he had been experimenting. Therefore he
is lying. Moreover, in conversation the same
evening, he enlarged on the sad consequences
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