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(1929) [MARC] Author: Axel Munthe - Tema: Medicine
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summoned from his luncheon yesterday to Salle
St. Agnes where he found Geneviève in a state
of cataleptic coma interrupted by the most
violent convulsions he had ever seen. One of
the nuns had met her outside the hospital half
an hour before as she was jumping into a cab.
She had looked so agitated that the nun had
brought her back to the porter’s lodge with
greatest difficulty and she had had to be carried
upstairs to the Salle St. Agnes. The whole night
she had fought desperately like a wild animal
trying to escape from its cage, they had had to
put her into a strait-jacket. She was now shut
up in a separate room with a heavy dose of
bromide and a bonnet d’irrigation on her head.
Nobody understood the cause of this sudden
change. Charcot himself had visited her and
succeeded with great difficulty in putting her to
sleep. We were interrupted by the entering of
the chef de clinique who told me he had been
hunting for me all over the hospital, Charcot
wished to speak to me, he was to take me to his
cabinet as soon as the lesson in the amphitheatre
was finished. He did not say a single word to
me as we passed through the adjoining
laboratories. He knocked at the door and I entered
the well known little sanctuary of the Master for
the last time in my life. Charcot sat in his usual
chair by the table, bent over the microscope. He
raised his head and flashed his terrible eyes on
me. Speaking very slowly, his deep voice
trembling with rage, he said I had tried to allure to
my house an inmate of his hospital, a young
girl, a deséquilibrée, half unconscious of her acts.

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