visions;
Paul
an
incoherent
lunatic
,
who
in
his
writings
flies
off
at
a
tangent
,
and
who
admits
having
once
been
the
victim
of
a
photopsic
illusion
in
broad
daylight
;
Nebuchadnezzar
a
lycanthropical
lunatic
;
Joan
of
Arc
a
theomaniac
;
Bobby
Burton
and
Oliver
Cromwell
melancholy
maniacs
;
Napoleon
an
ambitious
maniac
,
in
whom
the
sense
of
impossibility
became
gradually
extinguished
by
visceral
and
cerebral
derangement
;
Porson
an
oinomaniac
;
Luther
a
phrenetic
patient
of
the
old
demoniac
breed
,
alluded
to
by
Shakespeare
:
“
One
sees
more
devils
than
vast
Hell
can
hold
.
That
is
the
madman
.
”
But
without
intending
any
disrespect
to
any
of
these
gentlemen
,
he
assigned
the
golden
crown
of
Insanity
to
Hamlet
.
To
be
sure
,
this
character
tells
his
friends
in
the
play
he
shall
feign
insanity
,
and
swears
them
not
to
reveal
the
reason
;
and
after
this
hint
to
his
friends
and
the
pit
(
it
is
notorious
he
was
not
written
for
readers
)
he
keeps
his
word
,
and
does
it
as
cleverly
as
if
his
name
was
David
or
Brutus
instead
of
Hamlet
;
indeed
,
like
Edgar
,
he
rather
overdoes
it
,
and
so
puzzles
his
enemies
in
the
play
,
and
certain
German
criticasters
and
English
mad
doctors
in
the
closet
,
and
does
not
puzzle
his
bosom
friend
in
the
play
one
bit
,
nor
the
pit
for
whom
he
was
created
.
Add
to
this
his
sensibility
,
and
his
kindness
to
others
,
and
his
eloquent
grief
at
the
heart-rending
situation
which
his
father
's
and
mother
's
son
was
placed
in
and
had
brains
to
realise
,
though
his
psychological
critics
,
it
seems
,
have
not
;
and
add
to
all
that
the
prodigious
extent
of
his
mind
,
his
keen
observation
,
his
deep
reflection
;
his
brilliant
fancy
,
united
for
once
in
a
way
with
the
great
Academic
,
or
judicial
,
intellect
,
that
looks
down
and
sees
all
the
sides
of
everything
—
and
what
can
this
rare
intellectual
compound
be
?
Wycherley
decided
the
question
.
Hamlet
was
too
much
greater
in
the
world
of
mind
than
S.
T
.
Coleridge
and
his
German
criticasters
;
too
much
higher
,
deeper
,
and
broader
than
Esquirol
,
Pinel
,
Sauze
,
Haslam
,
Munro
,
Pagan
,
Wigan
,
Prichard
,
Romberg
,
Wycherley
,
and
such
small
deer
,
to
be
anything
less
than
a
madman
.
Now
,
in
their
midnight
discussions
,
Dr.
Wycherley
more
than
once
alluded
to
the
insanity
of
Hamlet
;
and
offered
proofs
.
But
Alfred
declined
the
subject
as
too
puerile
.
“
A
man
must
exist
before
he
can
be
insane
,
”
said
the
Oxonian
philosopher
,
severe
in
youthful
gravity
.
But
when
he
found
that
Dr.
Wycherley
,
had
he
lived
in
Denmark
at
the
time
,
would
have
conferred
cannily
with
Hamlet
's
uncle
,
removed
that
worthy
relative
's
disbelief
in
Hamlet
's
insanity
,
and
signed
the
young
gentleman
away
behind
his
back
into
a
lunatic
asylum
,
Alfred
began
to
sympathise
with
this
posthumous
victim
of
Psychological
Science
.
“
I
believe
the
bloke
was
no
madder
than
I
am
,
”
said
he
.
He
got
the
play
,
studied
it
afresh
,
compared
the
fiction
with
the
legend
,
compared
Hamlet
humbugging
his
enemies
and
their
tool
,
Ophelia
,
with
Hamlet
opening
his
real
mind
to
himself
or
his
Horatio
the
very
next
moment
;
contrasted
the
real
madness
the
author
has
portrayed
in
the
plays
of
Hamlet
and
Lear
by
the
side
of
these
extravagant
imitations
,
to
save
,
if
possible
,
even
dunces
,
and
dreamers
,
and
criticasters
from
being
taken
in
by
the
latter
;
and
at
their
next
seance
pitched
into
the
doctor
's
pet
chimera
,
and
what
with
logic
,
fact
,
ridicule
,
and
the
author
's
lines
,
knocked
it
to
atoms
.
Now
,
in
their
midnight
discussions
,
Dr.
Wycherley
had
always
handled
the
question
of
Alfred
Hardie
's
Sanity
or
Insanity
with
a
philosophical
coolness
the
young
man
admired
,
and
found
it
hard
to
emulate
;
but
this
philosophic
calmness
deserted
him
the
moment
Hamlet
's
insanity
was
disputed
,
and
the
harder
he
was
pressed
the
angrier
,
the
louder
,
the
more
confused
the
Psychological
physician
became
;
and
presently
he
got
furious
,
burst
out
of
the
anti-spasmodic
or
round-about
style
and
called
Alfred
a
d
—
d
ungrateful
,
insolent
puppy
,
and
went
stamping
about
the
room
;
and
,
finally
,
to
the
young
man
's
horror
,
fell
down
in
a
fit
of
an
epileptic
character
,
grinding
his
teeth
and
foaming
at
the
mouth
.
Alfred
was
filled
with
regret
,
and
,
though
alarmed
,
had
the
presence
of
mind
not
to
call
for
assistance
.
The
fit
was
a
very
mild
one
in
reality
,
though
horrible
to
look
at
.
The
doctor
came
to
,
and
asked
feebly
for
wine
.
Alfred
got
it
him
,
and
the
doctor
,
with
a
mixture
of
cunning
and
alarm
in
his
eye
,
said
he
had
fainted
away
,
or
nearly
.
Alfred
assented
coaxingly
,
and
looked
sheepish
.
After
this
he
took
care
never
to
libel
Hamlet
's
intellect
again
by
denying
his
insanity
;
for
he
was
now
convinced
of
what
he
had
long
half
suspected
,
that
the
doctor
had
a
bee
in
his
own
bonnet
;
and
Alfred
had
studied
true
insanity
all
this
time
,
and
knew
how
inhumane
it
is
to
oppose
a
monomaniac
's
foible
;
it
only
infuriates
and
worries
him
.
No
power
can
convince
him
.
But
now
he
resolved
to
play
on
the
doctor
's
foible
.
It
went
against
his
conscience
;
but
the
temptation
was
so
strong
.
He
came
to
him
with
a
hang-dog
air
.
“
Doctor
,
”
said
he
,
“
I
have
been
thinking
over
your
arguments
,
and
I
capitulate
.
If
Hamlet
ever
existed
,
he
was
as
mad
as
a
March
hare
.
”
And
he
blushed
at
this
his
first
quibble
.
Dr.
Wycherley
beamed
with
satisfaction
.
“
My
young
friend
,
this
gives
me
sincere
pleasure
;
not
on
my
account
,
but
on
your
own
.
There
goes
one
of
your
illusions
then
.
Now
tell
me
—
the
4
,
000l
.
!
Have
you
calmly
reconsidered
that
too
?
”
Alfred
hung
his
head
,
and
looked
guiltier
and
guiltier
.
“
Why
,
”
said
he
,
“
that
never
amounted
to
anything
more
than
a
strong
suspicion
.
It
has
long
ceased
to
occupy
my
mind
in
excess
.
However
,
should
I
ever
be
so
fortunate
as
to
recover
my
liberty
,
I
have
no
objection
to
collect
the
evidence
about
it
pro
and
con
.
,
and
then
make
you
the
judge
instead
of
myself
.
”
This
he
delivered
with
an
admirable
appearance
of
indifference
.
“
Very
well
,
sir
,
”
said
the
doctor
drily
.
“
Then
,
now
I
have
a
piece
of
good
news
for
you
.
“
Oh
,
doctor
,
what
is
that
?
”
“
Your
cure
is
complete
;
that
is
all
!
You
are
now
a
sane
man
,
as
sane
as
I
am
.
”
Alfred
was
a
little
disappointed
at
this
piece
of
news
;
but
recovering
himself
,
asked
him
to
certify
that
and
let
him
send
the
certificate
to
the
Board
.
Dr.
Wycherley
said
he
would
with
pleasure
.
“
I
'll
bring
it
to
you
when
I
make
my
round
,
”
said
he
.
Alfred
retired
triumphant
,
and
went
in
at
Plato
with
a
good
heart
.
In
about
an
hour
Dr.
Wycherley
paid
him
the
promised
visit
.
But
what
may
not
an
hour
bring
forth
?
He
came
with
mortification
and
regret
in
his
face
to
tell
Alfred
that
an
order
of
transfer
had
been
signed
by
the
proper
parties
,
and
counter-signed
by
two
Commissioners
,
and
he
was
to
go
to
Dr.
Wolf
's
asylum
that
day
.
Alfred
groaned
.
“
I
knew
my
father
would
out-wit
my
feeble
friends
somehow
or
other
,
”
said
he
.
“
What
is
his
game
!
do
you
know
?
”
“
I
suppose
to
obtain
a
delay
;
and
meantime
get
you
into
an
asylum
,
where
they
will
tell
the
Commissioners
you
are
worse
again
,
and
perhaps
do
something
to
make
their
words
good
.
Dr.
Wolf
,
between
ourselves
,
will
say
or
do
almost
anything
for
money
.
And
his
asylum
is
conducted
on
the
old
system
;
though
he
pretends
not
.
”
“
My
dear
friend
,
”
said
Alfred
,
“
will
you
do
me
a
favour
?
”
“
How
could
I
deny
you
anything
at
this
sorrowful
moment
?
”
“
Here
is
an
advertisement
I
want
inserted
in
the
Morning
Advertiser
.
”
“
Oh
,
I
ca
n't
do
that
,
I
fear
.
”
“
Look
at
it
before
you
break
my
heart
by
refusing
me
.
”
Dr.
Wycherley
looked
at
it
,
and
said
it
was
innocent
,
being
unintelligible
:
and
he
would
insert
it
himself
.
“
Three
insertions
,
dear
doctor
,
”
said
Alfred
.
“
Here
is
the
money
.
The
doctor
then
told
him
sorrowfully
he
must
pack
up
his
things
—
Dr.
Wolf
's
keepers
were
waiting
for
him
.
The
moment
of
parting
came
.
Then
Alfred
solemnly
forgave
Dr.
Wycherley
for
signing
away
his
wits
,
and
thanked
him
for
all
his
kindness
and
humanity
.
“
We
shall
never
meet
again
,
I
fear
,
”
said
he
;
“
I
feel
a
weight
of
foreboding
here
about
my
heart
I
never
felt
before
;
yet
my
trials
have
been
many
and
great
.
I
think
the
end
is
at
hand
.
”
Dr.
Wolf
's
keepers
received
him
,
and
their
first
act
was
to
handcuff
him
.
The
cold
steel
struck
into
him
deeper
than
his
wrist
,
and
reminded
him
of
Silverton
Grove
;
he
could
not
suppress
a
shudder
.
The
carriage
rolled
all
through
London
with
him
.
He
saw
the
Parks
with
autumn
's
brown
and
golden
tints
:
he
saw
the
people
,
some
rich
,
some
poor
,
but
none
of
them
prisoners
.
He
saw
a
little
girl
all
rags
.
“
Oh
if
I
could
be
as
ragged
as
you
are
,
”
he
said
,
“
and
free
.
”
At
last
they
reached
Drayton
House
—
a
huge
old
mansion
,
fortified
into
a
jail
.
His
handcuffs
were
whipped
off
in
the
yard
.
He
was
ushered
into
a
large
gloomy
drawing-room
.
Dr.
Wolf
soon
came
to
him
,
and
they
measured
each
other
by
the
eye
like
two
prize-fighters
.
Dr.
Wolf
's
eye
fell
under
Alfred
's
,
and
the
latter
felt
he
was
capable
of
much
foul
play
.
He
was
one
of
the
old
bull-necked
breed
:
and
contained
the
bull-dog
and
the
spaniel
in
his
single
nature
.
“
I
hope
you
will
be
comfortable
here
,
sir
,
”
said
he
doggedly
.
“
I
will
try
,
sir
.
”
“
The
first-class
patients
dine
in
half
an
hour
.
”
“
I
will
be
ready
,
sir
.
”
“
Full
dress
in
the
evening
;
there
are
several
ladies
.
”
Alfred
assented
by
a
bow
.
Dr.
Wolf
rang
a
bell
,
and
told
a
servant
to
show
Mr.
Hardie
his
room
.
He
had
just
time
to
make
his
toilet
when
the
bell
rang
for
dinner
.
As
he
went
down
a
nurse
met
him
,
held
up
something
white
to
him
as
she
came
,
lowered
it
quickly
,
and
dropped
it
at
his
feet
in
passing
.
It
was
a
billet-doux
.
It
was
twisted
into
a
pretty
shape
,
scented
and
addressed
to
Mr.
Hardie
,
in
a
delicate
Italian
hand
,
and
in
that
pale
ink
which
seems
to
reflect
the
charming
timidity
of
the
fair
who
use
it
.
He
wondered
;
carried
it
into
a
recess
;
then
opened
it
and
read
it
.
It
contained
but
this
one
line
—
“
Drink
nothing
but
water
at
dinner
.
”
These
words
in
that
delicate
Italian
hand
sent
a
chill
through
Alfred
.
What
on
earth
was
all
this
?
Was
he
to
be
poisoned
?
Was
his
life
aimed
at
now
instead
of
his
reason
?
What
was
this
mysterious
drama
prepared
for
him
the
very
moment
he
set
his
foot
in
the
place
,
perhaps
before
?
A
poisoner
,
and
a
friend
!
Both
strangers
.
He
went
down
to
dinner
:
and
contrived
to
examine
every
lady
and
gentleman
at
the
table
.
But
they
were
all
strangers
.
Presently
a
servant
filled
his
glass
with
beer
;
he
looked
and
saw
it
was
poured
from
a
small
jug
holding
only
his
portion
.
Alfred
took
his
ring
off
his
finger
,
and
holding
the
glass
up
dropped
his
ring
in
.
“
What
is
that
for
?
”
inquired
one
or
two
.
“
Oh
,
my
ring
has
a
peculiar
virtue
,
it
tells
me
what
is
good
for
me
.
Ah
!
what
do
I
see
?
My
ruby
changes
colour
.
Fetch
me
a
clean
glass
.
”
And
he
filled
it
with
water
from
a
caraffe
.
“
No
,
sir
,
leave
the
beer
.
I
'll
analyse
it
in
my
room
after
dinner
.
I
'm
a
chemist
.
”
Dr.
Wolf
changed
colour
,
and
was
ill
at
ease
.
Here
was
a
bold
and
ugly
customer
.
However
,
he
said
nothing
,
and
felt
sure
his
morphia
could
not
be
detected
in
beer
by
any
decomposer
but
the
stomach
.
Still
he
was
rather
mystified
.
In
the
evening
Alfred
came
dressed
into
the
drawing-room
,
and
found
several
gentlemen
and
ladies
there
.
One
of
the
ladies
seemed
to
attract
the
lion
's
share
of
male
homage
.
Her
back
was
turned
to
Alfred
:
but
it
was
a
beautiful
back
,
with
great
magnificent
neck
and
shoulders
,
and
a
skin
like
satin
;
she
was
tall
but
rounded
and
symmetrical
,
had
a
massive
but
long
and
shapely
white
arm
,
and
perfect
hand
:
and
masses
of
thick
black
hair
sat
on
her
grand
white
poll
like
a
raven
on
a
marble
pillar
.
It
was
not
easy
to
get
near
her
;
for
the
mad
gentlemen
were
fawning
on
her
all
round
;
like
Queen
Elizabeth
's
courtiers
.
However
,
Dr.
Wolf
,
seeing
Alfred
standing
alone
,
said
,
“
Let
me
introduce
you
,
”
and
took
him
round
to
her
.
The
courtiers
fell
back
a
little
.
The
lady
turned
her
stately
head
,
and
her
dark
eyes
ran
lightly
all
over
Alfred
in
a
moment
.
He
bowed
,
and
blushed
like
a
girl
.
She
curtseyed
composedly
and
without
a
symptom
of
recognition
—
deep
water
runs
still
—
and
Dr.
Wolf
introduced
them
ceremoniously
.
“
Mr.
Hardie
—
Mrs.
Archbold
.
”
CHAPTER
XLI
ON
Alfred
's
leaving
Silverton
,
Mrs.
Archbold
was
prostrated
.
It
was
a
stunning
blow
to
her
young
passion
,
and
left
her
weary
,
desolate
.
But
she
was
too
strong
to
lie
helpless
under
disappointed
longings
.
Two
days
she
sat
stupefied
with
the
heartache
;
after
that
she
bustled
about
her
work
in
a
fervour
of
half-crazy
restlessness
,
and
ungovernable
irritability
,
quenched
at
times
by
fits
of
weeping
.
As
she
wept
apart
,
but
raged
and
tyrannised
in
public
,
she
soon
made
Silverton
House
Silverton
Oven
,
especially
to
those
who
had
the
luck
to
be
of
her
sex
.
Then
Baker
timidly
remonstrated
;
at
the
first
word
she
snapped
him
up
and
said
a
change
would
be
good
for
both
of
them
.
He
apologised
;
in
vain
:
that
very
day
she
closed
by
letter
with
Dr.
Wolf
,
who
had
often
invited
her
to
be
his
“
Matron
.
”
Her
motive
,
half
hidden
from
herself
,
was
to
be
anywhere
near
her
favourite
.
Installed
at
Drayton
House
,
she
waited
some
days
,
and
coquetted
woman-like
with
her
own
desires
,
then
dressed
neatly
but
soberly
,
and
called
at
Dr.
Wycherley
's
;
sent
in
a
note
explaining
who
she
was
with
a
bit
of
soft
sawder
,
and
asked
to
see
Alfred
.
She
was
politely
but
peremptorily
refused
.
She
felt
this
rebuff
bitterly
.
She
went
home
stung
and
tingling
to
the
core
.
But
Bitters
wholesome
be
:
offended
pride
now
allied
with
strong
good
sense
to
wither
a
wild
affection
;
and
,
as
it
was
no
longer
fed
by
the
presence
of
its
object
,
her
wound
healed
,
all
but
the
occasional
dull
throbbing
that
precedes
a
perfect
cure
.
At
this
stage
of
her
convalescence
Dr.
Wolf
told
her
in
an
off-hand
way
that
Mr.
Hardie
,
a
patient
of
doubtful
insanity
,
was
coming
to
his
asylum
,
to
be
kept
there
by
hook
or
by
crook
.
(
She
was
entirely
in
Wolf
's
confidence
,
and
he
talked
of
these
things
to
her
in
English
.
)
The
impenetrable
creature
assented
outwardly
,
with
no
sign
of
emotion
whatever
,
but
one
flash
of
the
eye
,
and
one
heave
of
the
bosom
swiftly
suppressed
.
She
waited
calmly
and
patiently
till
she
was
alone
;
then
yielded
to
joy
and
triumph
;
they
seemed
to
leap
inside
her
.
But
this
very
thing
alarmed
her
.
“
Better
for
me
never
to
see
him
again
,
”
she
thought
.
“
His
power
over
me
is
too
terrible
.
Ah
,
good-bye
to
the
peace
and
comfort
I
have
been
building
up
!
He
will
scatter
them
to
the
winds
.
He
has
.
”
She
tried
not
to
think
of
him
too
much
.
And
,
while
she
was
so
struggling
,
Wolf
let
out
that
Alfred
was
to
have
morphia
at
dinner
the
first
day
—
morphia
,
the
accursed
drug
with
which
these
dark
men
in
these
dark
places
coax
the
reason
away
out
of
the
head
by
degrees
,
or
with
a
potent
dose
stupefy
the
victim
,
then
act
surprise
,
alarm
;
and
make
his
stupor
the
ground
for
applying
medical
treatment
to
the
doomed
wretch
.
Edith
Archbold
knew
the
game
,
and
at
the
word
morphia
,
Pity
and
Passion
rose
in
her
bosom
irresistible
.
She
smiled
in
Dr.
Wolf
's
face
,
and
hated
him
;
and
secretly
girt
herself
up
to
baffle
him
,
and
protect
Alfred
's
reason
,
and
win
his
heart
through
his
gratitude
.
She
received
him
as
I
have
related
,
to
throw
dust
in
Dr.
Wolf
's
eyes
:
but
she
acted
so
admirably
that
some
went
into
Alfred
's
.
“
Ah
,
”
thought
he
,
“
she
is
angry
with
herself
for
her
amorous
folly
;
and
,
with
the
justice
of
her
sex
,
she
means
to
spite
poor
me
for
it
.
”
He
sighed
;
for
he
felt
her
hostility
would
be
fatal
to
him
.
To
give
her
no
fresh
offence
,
he
fell
into
her
manner
,
and
treated
her
with
a
world
of
distant
respect
.
Then
again
,
who
else
but
she
could
have
warned
him
against
poison
?
Then
again
,
if
so
,
why
look
so
cold
and
stern
at
him
?
He
cast
one
or
two
wistful
glances
at
her
;
but
the
artful
woman
of
thirty
was
impenetrable
in
public
to
the
candid
man
of
twenty-one
.
Even
her
passion
could
not
put
them
on
an
equality
.
That
night
he
could
not
sleep
.
He
lay
wondering
what
would
be
the
next
foul
practice
,
and
how
he
should
parry
it
.
He
wrote
next
morning
to
the
Commissioners
that
two
of
their
number
,
unacquainted
with
the
previous
proceedings
of
the
Board
,
had
been
surprised
into
endorsing
an
order
of
transfer
to
an
asylum
bearing
a
very
inferior
character
to
Dr.
Wycherley
's
;
the
object
of
this
was
clearly
foul
play
.
Accordingly
,
Dr.
Wolf
had
already
tried
to
poison
his
reason
,
by
drugging
his
beer
at
dinner
.
He
added
that
Dr.
Wycherley
had
now
signed
a
certificate
of
his
sanity
,
and
implored
the
Board
to
inspect
it
,
and
discharge
him
at
once
,
or
else
let
a
solicitor
visit
him
at
once
,
and
take
the
requisite
steps
towards
a
public
inquiry
.
While
waiting
anxiously
for
the
answer
,
it
cost
him
all
his
philosophy
to
keep
his
heart
from
eating
itself
.
But
he
fought
the
good
fight
of
Reason
;
he
invited
the
confidences
of
the
quieter
mad
people
,
and
established
a
little
court
,
and
heard
their
grievances
,
and
by
impartial
decisions
and
good
humour
won
the
regard
of
the
moderate
patients
and
of
the
attendants
,
all
but
three
;
Rooke
,
the
head
keeper
,
a
morose
burly
ruffian
;
Hayes
,
a
bilious
subordinate
,
Rooke
's
shadow
;
and
Vulcan
,
a
huge
mastiff
that
would
let
nobody
but
Rooke
touch
him
;
he
was
as
big
as
a
large
calf
,
and
formidable
as
a
small
lion
,
though
nearly
toothless
with
age
.
He
was
let
loose
in
the
yard
at
night
,
and
was
an
element
in
the
Restraint
system
;
many
a
patient
would
have
tried
to
escape
but
for
Vulcan
.
He
was
also
an
invaluable
howler
at
night
,
and
so
cooperated
with
Dr.
Wolf
's
bugs
and
fleas
to
avert
sleep
,
that
vile
foe
to
insanity
and
all
our
diseases
,
private
asylums
included
.
Alfred
treated
Mrs.
Archbold
with
a
distant
respect
that
tried
her
hard
.
But
that
able
woman
wore
sweetness
and
unobtrusive
kindness
,
and
bided
her
time
.
In
Drayton
House
the
keeperesses
eclipsed
the
keepers
in
cruelty
to
the
poorer
patients
.
No
men
except
Dr.
Wolf
and
his
assistant
had
a
pass-key
into
their
department
,
so
there
was
nobody
they
could
deceive
,
nobody
they
held
worth
the
trouble
.
In
the
absence
of
male
critics
they
showed
their
real
selves
,
and
how
wise
it
is
to
trust
that
gentle
sex
in
the
dark
with
irresponsible
power
over
females
.
With
unflagging
patience
they
applied
the
hourly
torture
of
petty
insolence
,
needless
humiliation
,
unreasonable
refusals
to
the
poor
madwomen
;
bored
them
with
the
poisoned
gimlet
,
and
made
their
hearts
bleeding
pin-cushions
.
But
minute
cruelty
and
wild
caprice
were
not
enough
for
them
,
though
these
never
tired
nor
rested
;
they
must
vilify
them
too
with
degrading
and
savage
names
.
Billingsgate
might
have
gone
to
school
to
Drayton
House
.
Inter
alia
,
they
seemed
in
love
with
a
term
that
Othello
hit
upon
;
only
they
used
it
not
once
,
but
fifty
times
a
day
,
and
struck
decent
women
with
it
on
the
face
,
like
a
scorpion
whip
;
and
then
the
scalding
tears
were
sure
to
run
in
torrents
down
their
silly
,
honest
,
burning
cheeks
.
But
this
was
not
all
;
they
had
got
a
large
tank
in
a
flagged
room
,
nominally
for
cleanliness
and
cure
,
but
really
for
bane
and
torture
.
For
the
least
offence
,
or
out
of
mere
wantonness
,
they
would
drag
a
patient
stark
naked
across
the
yard
,
and
thrust
her
bodily
under
water
again
and
again
,
keeping
her
down
till
almost
gone
with
suffocation
,
and
dismissing
her
more
dead
than
alive
with
obscene
and
insulting
comments
ringing
in
her
ears
,
to
get
warm
again
in
the
cold
.
This
my
ladies
called
“
tanking
.
”
In
the
ordinary
morning
ablutions
they
tanked
without
suffocating
.
But
the
immersion
of
the
whole
body
in
cold
water
was
of
itself
a
severe
trial
to
those
numerous
patients
in
whom
the
circulation
was
weak
;
and
as
medical
treatment
,
hurtful
and
even
dangerous
.
Finally
,
these
keeperesses
,
with
diabolical
insolence
and
cruelty
,
would
bathe
twenty
patients
in
this
tank
,
and
then
make
them
drink
that
foul
water
for
their
meals
.
“
The
dark
places
of
the
land
are
full
of
horrible
cruelty
.
”
One
day
they
tanked
so
savagely
that
Nurse
Eliza
,
after
months
of
sickly
disapproval
,
came
to
the
new
redresser
of
grievances
,
and
told
.
What
was
he
to
do
?
He
seized
the
only
chance
of
redress
;
he
ran
panting
with
indignation
to
Mrs.
Archbold
,
and
blushing
high
,
said
imploringly
,
“
Mrs.
Archbold
,
you
used
to
be
kindhearted
—
—
”
and
could
say
no
more
for
something
rising
in
his
throat
.
Mrs.
Archbold
smiled
encouragingly
on
him
,
and
said
softly
,
“
I
am
the
same
I
always
was
—
to
you
Alfred
.
”
“
Oh
,
thank
you
;
then
pray
send
for
Nurse
Eliza
,
and
hear
the
cruelties
that
are
being
done
to
the
patients
within
a
yard
of
us
.
”
“
You
had
better
tell
me
yourself
,
if
you
want
me
to
pay
any
attention
.
”
“
I
ca
n't
.
I
do
n't
know
how
to
speak
to
a
lady
of
such
things
as
are
done
here
.
The
brutes
!
the
cowardly
she-devils
!
Oh
,
how
I
should
like
to
kill
them
.
”
Mrs.
Archbold
laughed
a
little
at
his
enthusiasm
(
fancy
caring
so
what
was
done
to
a
pack
of
women
)
,
and
sent
for
Nurse
Eliza
.
She
came
and
being
questioned
told
Mrs.
Archbold
more
than
she
had
Alfred
.
“
And
,
ma'am
,
”
said
she
,
whimpering
,
“
they
have
just
been
tanking
one
they
had
no
business
to
touch
;
it
is
Mrs.
Dale
,
her
that
is
so
close
on
her
confinement
.
They
tanked
her
cruel
they
did
,
and
kept
her
under
water
till
she
was
nigh
gone
.
I
came
away
;
I
could
n't
stand
it
.
”
Alfred
was
walking
about
in
a
fury
,
and
Nurse
Eliza
,
in
making
this
last
revolting
communication
,
lowered
her
voice
for
him
not
to
hear
,
but
his
senses
were
quick
.
I
think
he
heard
,
for
he
turned
and
came
quickly
to
them
.
“
Mrs.
Archbold
,
you
are
strong
and
brave
—
for
a
woman
;
oh
,
do
go
in
to
them
and
take
them
by
the
throat
and
shake
the
life
out
of
them
,
the
merciless
,
cowardly
beasts
!
Oh
that
I
could
be
a
woman
for
an
hour
,
or
they
could
be
men
,
I
'd
soon
have
my
foot
on
some
of
the
wretches
.
”
Mrs.
Archbold
acted
Ignition
.
“
Come
with
me
both
of
you
,
”
she
said
,
and
they
were
soon
in
the
female
department
.
Up
came
keeperesses
directly
,
smirking
and
curtseying
to
her
,
and
pretending
not
to
look
at
Adonis
.
“
Which
of
you
nurses
tanked
Mrs.
Dale
?
”
said
she
sternly
.
“
'
Twas
n't
I
,
ma'am
,
'
twas
n't
I
.
”
“
Oh
,
fie
!
”
said
Eliza
to
one
,
“
you
know
you
were
at
the
head
of
it
.
”
She
pointed
out
two
as
the
leaders
.
The
Archbold
instantly
had
them
seized
by
the
others
—
who
,
with
treachery
equal
to
their
cowardice
,
turned
eagerly
against
their
fellow-culprits
,
to
make
friends
with
Power
—
and
,
inviting
all
the
sensible
maniacs
who
had
been
tanked
,
to
assist
or
inspect
,
she
bared
her
own
statuesque
arms
,
and
,
ably
aided
,
soon
plunged
the
offenders
,
screaming
,
crying
,
and
whining
,
like
spaniel
bitches
whipped
,
under
the
dirty
water
.
They
swallowed
some
,
and
appreciated
their
own
acts
.
Then
she
forced
them
to
walk
twice
round
the
yard
with
their
wet
clothes
clinging
to
them
,
hooted
by
the
late
victims
.
“
There
,
”
said
Alfred
,
“
let
that
teach
you
men
will
not
own
hyaenas
in
petticoats
for
women
.
”
Poor
Alfred
took
all
the
credit
of
this
performance
;
but
in
fact
,
when
the
Archbold
invited
him
to
bear
a
hand
,
he
showed
the
white
feather
.
“
I
wo
n't
touch
the
blackguardesses
,
”
said
he
,
haughtily
turning
it
off
on
the
score
of
contempt
.
“
You
give
it
them
!
Again
,
again
!
Brava
!
”
Mosaic
retribution
completed
,
Mrs.
Archbold
told
the
nurses
if
ever
“
tanking
recurred
she
would
bundle
the
whole
female
staff
into
the
street
,
and
then
have
them
indicted
by
the
Commissioners
.
”
These
virtuous
acts
did
Edith
Archbold
for
love
for
a
young
man
.
Whether
mad
women
or
sane
,
women
pregnant
,
or
the
reverse
,
were
tanked
or
not
,
she
cared
at
heart
no
more
than
whether
sheep
were
washed
or
no
in
Ettrick
's
distant
dale
.
She
was
retiring
with
a
tender
look
at
Alfred
,
and
her
pulse
secretly
unaccelerated
by
sheep-washing
of
she-wolves
,
when
her
grateful
favourite
appealed
to
her
again
:
“
Dear
Mrs.
Archbold
,
shall
we
punish
and
not
comfort
?
This
poor
Mrs.
Dale
!
”
The
Archbold
could
have
boxed
his
ears
.
“
Dear
boy
,
”
she
murmured
tenderly
,
“
you
teach
us
all
our
duty
.
”
She
visited
the
tanked
one
,
found
her
in
a
cold
room
after
it
,
shivering
like
ague
,
and
her
teeth
chattering
.
Mrs.
Archbold
had
her
to
the
fire
,
and
got
her
warm
clothes
and
a
pint
of
wine
,
and
probably
saved
her
life
and
her
child
's
—
for
love
of
a
young
man
.
Why
I
think
Mrs.
Dale
would
otherwise
have
left
this
shifting
scene
,
Mrs.
Carey
,
the
last
woman
in
her
condition
they
tanked
and
then
turned
into
a
flagged
cell
that
only
wanted
one
frog
of
a
grotto
,
was
found
soon
after
moribund
;
on
which
they
bundled
her
out
of
the
asylum
to
die
.
She
did
die
next
day
,
at
home
,
but
murdered
by
the
asylum
;
and
they
told
the
Commissioners
she
died
through
her
friends
taking
her
away
from
the
asylum
too
soon
.
The
Commissioners
had
nothing
to
do
but
believe
this
,
and
did
believe
it
.
Inspectors
who
visit
a
temple
of
darkness
,
lies
,
cunning
,
and
hypocrisy
,
four
times
a
year
,
know
mighty
little
of
what
goes
on
there
the
odd
three
hundred
and
sixty-one
days
,
five
hours
,
forty-eight
minutes
,
and
fifty-seven
seconds
.
“
Now
,
Alfred
,
”
said
Mrs.
Archbold
,
“
I
ca
n't
be
everywhere
,
or
know
everything
;
so
you
come
to
me
when
anything
grieves
you
,
and
let
me
be
the
agent
of
your
humanity
.
”
She
said
this
so
charmingly
he
was
surprised
into
kissing
her
fair
hand
;
then
blushed
,
and
thanked
her
warmly
.
Thus
she
established
a
chain
between
them
.
When
he
let
too
long
elapse
without
appealing
to
her
,
she
would
ask
his
advice
about
the
welfare
of
this
or
that
patient
;
and
so
she
cajoled
him
by
the
two
foibles
she
had
discerned
in
him
—
his
vanity
and
his
humanity
.
Besides
Alfred
,
there
were
two
patients
in
Drayton
House
who
had
never
been
insane
;
a
young
man
,
and
an
old
woman
;
of
whom
anon
.
There
were
also
three
ladies
and
one
gentleman
,
who
had
been
deranged
,
but
had
recovered
years
ago
.
This
little
incident
,
Recovery
,
is
followed
in
a
public
asylum
by
instant
discharge
;
but
,
in
a
private
one
,
Money
,
not
Sanity
,
is
apt
to
settle
the
question
of
egress
.
The
gentleman
's
case
was
scarce
credible
in
the
nineteenth
century
:
years
ago
,
being
undeniably
cracked
,
he
had
done
what
Dr.
Wycherley
told
Alfred
was
a
sure
sign
of
sanity
:
i.e.
,
he
had
declared
himself
insane
;
and
had
even
been
so
reasonable
as
to
sign
his
own
order
and
certificates
,
and
so
imprison
himself
illegally
,
but
with
perfect
ease
;
no
remonstrance
against
that
illegality
from
the
guardians
of
the
law
!
When
he
got
what
plain
men
call
sane
,
he
naturally
wanted
to
be
free
,
and
happening
to
remember
he
alone
had
signed
the
order
of
imprisonment
,
and
the
imaginary
doctor
's
certificates
,
he
claimed
his
discharge
from
illegal
confinement
.
Answer
:
“
First
obtain
a
legal
order
for
your
discharge
.
”
On
this
he
signed
an
order
for
his
discharge
.
“
That
is
not
a
legal
order
.
”
—
“
It
is
as
legal
as
the
order
on
which
I
am
here
.
”
“
Granted
;
but
,
legally
or
not
,
the
asylum
has
got
you
;
the
open
air
has
not
got
you
.
Possession
is
ninety-nine
points
of
Lunacy
law
.
Die
your
own
illegal
prisoner
,
and
let
your
kinsfolk
eat
your
land
,
and
drink
your
consols
,
and
bury
you
in
a
pauper
's
shroud
”
All
that
Alfred
could
do
for
these
victims
was
to
promise
to
try
and
get
them
out
some
day
,
D.V.
But
there
was
a
weak-minded
youth
,
Francis
Beverley
,
who
had
the
honour
to
be
under
the
protection
of
the
Lord
Chancellor
.
Now
a
lunatic
or
a
Softy
,
protected
by
that
functionary
,
is
literally
a
lamb
protected
by
a
wolf
,
and
that
wolf
ex
officio
the
cruellest
,
cunningest
old
mangler
and
fleecer
of
innocents
in
Christendom
.
Chancery
lunatics
are
the
richest
class
,
yet
numbers
of
them
are
flung
among
pauper
and
even
criminal
lunatics
,
at
a
few
pounds
a
year
,
while
their
committees
bag
four-fifths
of
the
money
that
has
been
assigned
to
keep
the
patient
in
comfort
.
Unfortunately
the
protection
of
the
Chancellor
extends
to
Life
and
Reason
,
as
well
as
Fleece
;
with
the
following
result
:
In
public
asylums
about
forty
per
cent
.
are
said
to
be
cured
.
In
private
ones
twenty-five
per
cent
,
at
least
;
most
of
them
poorish
.
Of
Chancery
Lunatics
not
five
per
cent
.
Finally
,
one-third
of
all
the
Chancery
Lunatics
do
every
six
years
exchange
the
living
tombs
they
are
fleeced
and
bullied
in
for
dead
tombs
where
they
rest
;
and
go
from
the
sham
protection
of
the
Lord
Chancellor
of
England
to
the
real
protection
of
their
Creator
and
their
Judge
.
These
statistics
have
been
long
before
the
world
,
and
are
dead
figures
to
the
Skimmer
of
things
,
but
tell
a
dark
tale
to
the
Reader
of
things
,
so
dark
,
that
I
pray
Heaven
to
protect
me
,
and
all
other
weak
inoffensive
persons
,
from
the
protection
of
my
Lord
Chancellor
in
this
kind
.
Beverley
was
so
unfortunate
as
to
exist
before
the
date
of
the
above
petition
:
and
suffered
the
consequences
.
He
was
an
aristocrat
by
birth
,
noble
on
both
sides
of
his
house
,
and
unluckily
had
money
.
But
for
that
he
would
have
been
a
labouring
man
,
and
free
.
My
Lord
Protector
committed
him
with
six
hundred
pounds
a
year
maintenance
money
to
the
care
of
his
committee
,
the
Honourable
Fynes
Beverley
.
Now
this
corporate
,
yet
honourable
individual
,
to
whom
something
was
committed
,
and
so
Chancery
Lane
called
him
in
its
own
sweet
French
the
thing
committed
,
was
a
gentleman
of
birth
,
breeding
,
and
intelligence
.
He
undertook
to
take
care
of
his
simple
cousin
;
and
what
he
did
take
care
of
was
himself
.
THE
SUB-LETTING
SWINDLE
.
1.
The
Honourable
Fynes
Beverley
,
Anglo-French
committee
,
or
crown
tenant
,
sub-let
soft
Francis
for
300l
.
a
year
,
pocketed
300
,
l
.
and
washed
his
hands
of
Frank
.
2.
Mr.
Heselden
,
the
sub-tenant
,
sub-let
the
Softy
of
high
degree
for
150
,
l
.
pocketed
the
surplus
,
and
washed
his
hands
of
him
.
3.
The
150l
.
man
sub-let
him
to
Dr.
Wolf
at
60l
.
a
year
,
pouched
the
surplus
,
and
washed
his
hands
of
him
.
And
now
what
on
earth
was
left
for
poor
Dr.
Wolf
to
do
?
Could
he
sub-embezzle
a
Highlander
's
breeks
?
Could
he
subtract
more
than
her
skin
from
off
the
singed
cat
?
Could
he
peel
the
core
of
a
rotten
apple
?
Could
he
pare
a
grated
cheese
rind
?
Could
he
flay
a
skinned
flint
?
Could
he
fleece
a
hog
after
Satan
had
shaved
it
as
clean
as
a
bantam
's
egg
?
Let
no
man
dare
to
limit
genius
;
least
of
all
the
genius
of
extortion
.
Dr.
Wolf
screwed
comparatively
more
out
of
young
Frank
than
did
any
of
the
preceding
screws
.
He
turned
him
into
a
servant
of
all
work
and
half
starved
him
;
money
profit
,
45l
.
out
of
the
60
,
l
.
or
three-fourths
,
whereas
the
others
had
only
bagged
one-half
.
But
by
this
means
he
got
a
good
servant
without
wages
,
and
on
half
a
servant
's
food
,
clearing
22l
.
and
12l
.
in
these
two
items
.
Victim
of
our
great
national
vice
and
foible
,
Vicariousness
,
this
scion
of
a
noble
house
,
protected
in
theory
by
the
Crown
,
vicariously
sub-protected
by
the
Chancellor
,
sub-vicariously
sub-sham
protected
by
his
kin
,
was
really
flung
unprotected
into
the
fleece
market
,
and
might
be
seen
—
at
the
end
of
the
long
chain
of
subs
.
pros
,
vices
,
locos
,
shams
,
shuffles
,
swindles
,
and
lies
—
shaking
the
carpets
,
making
the
beds
,
carrying
the
water
,
sweeping
the
rooms
,
and
scouring
the
sordid
vessels
,
of
thirty
patients
in
Drayton
House
,
not
one
of
whom
was
his
equal
either
in
birth
or
wealth
;
and
of
four
menials
,
who
were
all
his
masters
and
hard
ones
.
His
work
was
always
doing
,
never
done
.
He
was
not
the
least
mad
nor
bad
,
but
merely
of
feeble
intellect
all
round
.
Fifty
thousand
gentlemen
's
families
would
have
been
glad
of
him
at
300l
.
a
year
,
and
made
a
son
and
a
brother
of
him
.
But
he
was
under
the
vicarious
protection
of
the
Lord
Chancellor
.
Thin
,
half-starved
,
threadbare
,
out
at
elbows
,
the
universal
butt
,
scoffed
at
by
the
very
lunatics
,
and
especially
ill
treated
by
the
attendants
whose
work
he
did
gratis
,
he
was
sworn
at
,
jeered
,
insulted
,
cuffed
and
even
kicked
,
every
day
of
his
hard
,
hard
life
.
And
yet
he
was
a
gentleman
,
though
a
soft
one
;
his
hands
,
his
features
,
his
carriage
,
his
address
,
had
all
an
indefinable
stamp
of
race
.
How
had
it
outlived
such
crushing
,
degrading
usage
?
I
do
n't
know
;
how
does
a
daisy
survive
the
iron
roller
?
Alfred
soon
found
him
out
,
and
to
everybody
's
amazement
,
especially
Frank
's
,
remonstrated
gently
but
resolutely
and
eloquently
,
and
soon
convinced
the
majority
,
sane
and
insane
,
that
a
creature
so
meek
and
useful
merited
special
kindness
,
not
cruelty
.
One
keeper
,
The
Robin
,
alias
Tom
Wales
,
an
ex
—
prize
fighter
,
was
a
warm
convert
to
this
view
.
Among
the
maniacs
only
one
held
out
,
and
said
contemptuously
he
could
n't
see
it
.
“
Well
,
”
said
Alfred
,
“
lay
a
finger
on
him
after
this
,
and
I
'll
lay
a
hand
on
you
,
and
aid
your
intellectual
vision
.
”
Rooke
and
Hayes
treated
remonstrance
with
open
and
galling
contempt
.
Yet
the
tide
of
opinion
changed
so
,
they
did
not
care
to
defy
it
openly
:
but
they
bullied
poor
Beverley
now
and
then
on
the
sly
,
and
he
never
told
.
He
was
too
inoffensive
for
this
world
.
But
one
day
,
as
Alfred
was
sitting
with
his
door
ajar
,
writing
a
letter
of
earnest
expostulation
to
the
Commissioners
,
who
had
left
his
first
unanswered
,
he
heard
Hayes
at
the
head
of
the
stairs
call
roughly
,
“
Frank
!
Frank
!
”
“
Sir
,
”
replied
the
soft
little
voice
of
young
Beverley
.
“
Come
,
be
quick
,
young
shaver
.
”
“
I
'm
coming
,
sir
,
”
and
up
ran
Beverley
.
“
Here
,
take
this
tray
downstairs
.
”
“
Yes
,
sir
.
”
“
Stop
,
there
's
a
bit
of
bread
for
you
.
”
And
Hayes
chucked
him
a
crust
,
as
one
throws
it
to
another
man
's
dog
.
“
Thank
you
,
sir
,
”
said
Mr.
Beverley
,
stooping
down
for
it
,
and
being
habitually
as
hungry
as
a
ratcatcher
's
tyke
,
took
an
eager
bite
in
that
position
.
“
How
dare
you
eat
it
there
,
”
said
Hayes
brutally
:
“
take
it
to
your
own
crib
:
come
,
mizzle
.
”
And
with
that
lent
him
a
contemptuous
kick
behind
,
which
owing
to
his
position
sent
him
off
his
balance
flat
on
the
tray
;
a
glass
broke
under
him
.
Poor
young
Mr.
Beverley
uttered
a
cry
of
dismay
,
for
he
knew
Hayes
would
not
own
himself
the
cause
.
Hayes
cursed
him
for
an
awkward
idiot
,
and
the
oath
went
off
into
a
howl
,
for
Alfred
ran
out
at
him
brimful
of
Moses
,
and
with
a
savage
kick
in
the
back
and
blow
on
the
neck
,
administered
simultaneously
,
hurled
him
head
foremost
down
the
stairs
.
Alighting
on
the
seventh
step
,
he
turned
a
somersault
,
and
bounded
like
a
ball
on
to
the
landing
below
,
and
there
lay
stupefied
.
He
picked
himself
up
by
slow
degrees
,
and
glared
round
with
speechless
awe
and
amazement
up
at
the
human
thunderbolt
that
had
shot
out
on
him
and
sent
him
flying
like
a
feather
.
He
shook
his
fist
,
and
limped
silently
away
all
bruises
and
curses
,
to
tell
Rooke
and
concert
vengeance
.
Alfred
,
trembling
still
with
ire
,
took
Beverley
to
his
room
(
the
boy
was
as
white
as
a
sheet
)
,
and
encouraged
him
,
and
made
him
wash
properly
,
brushed
his
hair
,
dressed
him
in
a
decent
tweed
suit
he
had
outgrown
,
and
taking
him
under
his
arm
,
and
walking
with
his
own
nose
haughtily
in
the
air
,
paraded
him
up
and
down
the
asylum
,
to
show
them
all
the
best
man
in
the
house
respected
the
poor
soft
gentleman
.
Ah
,
what
a
grand
thing
it
is
to
be
young
!
Beverley
clung
to
his
protector
too
much
like
a
girl
,
but
walked
gracefully
and
kept
step
,
and
every
now
and
then
looked
up
at
Alfred
with
a
loving
adoration
,
that
was
sweet
,
yet
sad
to
see
.
Alfred
marched
him
to
Mrs.
Archbold
,
and
told
his
tale
;
for
he
knew
Hayes
would
misrepresent
it
,
and
get
him
into
trouble
.
She
smiled
on
the
pair
;
gently
deplored
her
favourite
's
impetuosity
,
entreated
him
not
to
go
fighting
with
that
great
monster
Rooke
,
and
charmed
him
by
saying
,
“
Well
,
and
Frank
is
a
gentleman
,
when
he
is
dressed
like
one
.
”
“
Is
n't
he
?
”
said
Alfred
eagerly
.
“
And
whose
fault
is
it
he
is
not
always
dressed
like
one
?
Whose
fault
that
here
's
an
earl
's
nephew
,
'
Boots
in
Hell
'
?
”
“
Not
yours
,
Alfred
,
nor
mine
,
”
was
the
honeyed
reply
.
In
vain
did
Mr.
Hayes
prefer
his
complaint
to
Dr.
Wolf
.
The
Archbold
had
been
before
him
,
and
the
answer
was
,
“
Served
you
right
.
”
These
and
many
other
good
deeds
did
Alfred
Hardie
in
Drayton
House
.
But
,
as
the
days
rolled
on
,
and
no
answer
came
from
the
Commissioners
,
his
own
anxiety
,
grief
,
and
dismay
left
him
less
and
less
able
to
sympathise
with
the
material
but
smaller
wrongs
around
him
.
He
became
silent
,
dejected
.
At
last
he
came
to
Mrs.
Archbold
,
and
said
sternly
his
letters
to
the
Commissioners
were
intercepted
.
“
I
ca
n't
believe
that
,
”
said
she
.
“
It
is
against
the
law
.
”
So
it
was
:
but
law
and
custom
are
two
.
“
I
am
sure
of
it
,
”
said
he
;
“
and
may
the
eternal
curse
of
Heaven
light
on
the
cowardly
traitor
and
miscreant
who
has
done
it
.
”
And
he
stalked
gloomily
away
.
When
he
left
her
,
she
sighed
at
this
imprecation
from
his
lips
;
but
did
not
repent
.
“
I
ca
n't
part
with
him
,
”
she
said
despairingly
;
“
and
if
I
did
not
stop
his
poor
dear
letters
,
Wolf
would
:
”
and
the
amorous
crocodile
shed
a
tear
,
and
persisted
in
her
double-faced
course
.
By-and-by
,
when
she
saw
him
getting
thinner
and
paler
,
and
his
bright
face
downcast
and
inexpressibly
sad
,
she
shared
his
misery
:
ay
,
shed
scalding
tears
for
him
:
yet
could
not
give
him
up
;
for
her
will
was
as
strong
as
the
rest
of
her
was
supple
;
and
hers
was
hot
love
,
but
not
true
love
like
Julia
's
.
Perhaps
a
very
subtle
observer
,
seeing
this
man
and
woman
wax
pale
and
spiritless
together
in
one
house
,
might
have
divined
her
secret
.
Dr.
Wolf
,
then
,
was
no
such
observer
,
for
she
made
him
believe
she
had
a
rising
penchant
for
him
.
He
really
had
a
strong
one
for
her
.
While
Alfred
's
visible
misery
pulled
at
her
heart-strings
,
and
sometimes
irritated
,
sometimes
melted
her
,
came
curious
complications
;
one
of
which
requires
preface
.
Mrs.
Dodd
then
was
not
the
wife
to
trust
blindly
where
her
poor
husband
was
concerned
.
She
bribed
so
well
that
a
keeperess
in
David
's
first
asylum
told
her
David
had
been
harshly
used
by
an
attendant
.
She
instantly
got
Eve
Dodd
to
take
him
away
:
and
transfer
him
to
a
small
asylum
nearer
London
,
and
kept
by
a
Mrs.
Ellis
.
“
Women
are
not
cruel
to
men
,
”
said
the
sagacious
Lucy
Dodd
.
But
,
alas
!
if
women
are
not
cruel
where
sex
comes
in
and
mimics
that
wider
sentiment
,
Humanity
,
women
are
deadly
economical
.
Largely
gifted
with
that
household
virtue
,
Mrs.
Ellis
kept
too
few
servants
,
and
,
sure
consequence
in
a
madhouse
,
too
many
straitjackets
,
hobbles
,
muffs
,
leg-locks
,
bodybelts
,
etc.
etc.
Hence
half
her
patients
were
frequently
kept
out
of
harm
's
way
by
cruel
restraints
administered
,
not
out
of
hearty
cruelty
,
but
female
parsimony
.
Mrs.
and
Miss
Dodd
invaded
the
house
one
day
when
the
fair
economist
was
out
,
and
found
seven
patients
out
of
the
twelve
kept
out
of
mischief
thus
:
one
in
a
restraint
chair
,
two
hobbled
like
asses
,
two
chained
like
dogs
,
and
two
in
straight-waistcoats
,
and
fastened
to
beds
by
webbing
and
straps
;
amongst
the
latter
,
David
,
though
quiet
as
a
lamb
.
Mrs.
Dodd
cried
over
him
as
if
her
heart
would
break
,
and
made
Miss
Dodd
shift
him
to
a
large
asylum
,
where
I
believe
he
was
very
well
used
.
But
here
those
dreadful
newspapers
interfered
;
a
prying
into
sweet
secluded
spots
.
They
diversified
Mrs.
Dodd
's
breakfast
by
informing
her
that
the
doctor
of
this
asylum
had
just
killed
a
patient
;
the
mode
of
execution
bloodless
and
sure
,
as
became
fair
science
.
It
was
a
man
between
sixty
and
seventy
;
an
age
at
which
the
heart
can
seldom
stand
very
much
shocking
,
or
lowering
,
especially
where
the
brain
is
diseased
.
So
they
placed
him
in
a
shower-bath
,
narrow
enough
to
impede
respiration
,
without
the
falling
water
,
which
of
necessity
drives
out
air
.
In
short
a
vertical
box
with
holes
all
round
the
top
.
Here
the
doctor
ordered
him
a
cold
shower-bath
of
unparalleled
duration
:
half
an
hour
.
To
be
followed
by
an
unprecedented
dose
of
tartar
emetic
.
This
double-barrelled
order
given
,
the
doctor
went
away
.
(
Formula
.
)
The
water
was
down
to
forty-five
degrees
Fahrenheit
.
Half
an
hour
's
shower-bath
at
that
temperature
in
a
roomy
bath
would
kill
the
youngest
and
strongest
man
in
her
Majesty
's
dominions
.
For
eight-and-twenty
mortal
minutes
the
poor
old
man
stood
in
this
vertical
coffin
under
this
cold
cascade
.
Six
hundred
gallons
of
icy
water
were
in
that
his
last
hour
,
his
last
half-hour
,
discharged
upon
his
devoted
head
and
doomed
body
.
He
had
to
be
helped
away
from
this
death-torrent
he
had
walked
into
in
high
spirits
,
poor
soul
.
Even
this
change
awakened
no
misgivings
,
no
remorse
;
though
you
or
I
,
or
any
man
or
woman
picked
at
hazard
out
of
the
streets
,
would
at
once
have
seen
that
he
was
dying
,
he
was
duly
dozed
by
the
fire
with
four
spoonfuls
of
antimonial
tincture
—
to
mak
'
sicker
.
But
even
the
“
Destructive
Art
of
Healing
”
cannot
slay
the
slain
.
The
old
man
cheated
the
emetic
;
for
,
before
it
could
hurt
him
,
he
died
of
the
bath
;
And
his
body
told
its
own
sad
tale
;
to
use
the
words
of
a
medical
eye-witness
,
it
was
“
A
PIECE
OF
ALABASTER
.
”
The
death-torrent
had
driven
the
whole
circulation
from
the
surface
.
Mrs.
Dodd
was
terrified
,
and
in
spite
of
Sampson
's
assurance
that
this
was
the
asylum
of
all
others
they
would
not
settle
another
patient
in
until
the
matter
should
have
blown
over
,
got
Eve
Dodd
to
write
to
Dr.
Wolf
,
and
offer
300l
.
a
year
if
he
would
take
David
at
once
,
and
treat
him
with
especial
consideration
.
He
showed
this
letter
triumphantly
to
Mrs.
Archbold
,
and
she
,
blinded
for
a
moment
by
feeling
,
dissuaded
him
from
receiving
Captain
Dodd
.
He
stared
at
her
.
“
What
,
turn
away
a
couple
of
thousand
pounds
?
”
“
But
they
will
come
to
visit
him
;
and
perhaps
see
him
.
”
“
Oh
,
that
can
be
managed
.
You
must
be
on
your
guard
:
and
I
'll
warn
Rooke
.
I
ca
n't
turn
away
money
on
a
chance
.
”
One
day
Alfred
found
himself
locked
into
his
room
.
This
was
unusual
:
for
,
though
they
called
him
a
lunatic
in
words
,
they
called
him
sane
by
all
their
acts
.
He
half
suspected
that
the
Commissioners
were
in
the
house
.
Had
he
known
who
really
was
in
the
house
,
he
would
have
beaten
himself
to
pieces
against
the
door
.
At
dinner
there
was
a
new
patient
,
very
mild
and
silent
,
with
a
beautiful
large
brown
eye
,
like
some
gentle
animal
's
.
Alfred
was
very
much
struck
with
this
eye
,
and
contrived
to
say
a
kind
word
to
him
after
dinner
.
Finding
himself
addressed
by
a
gentleman
,
the
new
comer
handled
his
forelock
and
made
a
sea
scrape
,
and
announced
himself
as
William
Thompson
;
he
added
with
simple
pride
,
“
Able
Seaman
;
”
then
touching
his
forelock
again
,
“
Just
come
aboard
,
your
honour
.
”
After
this
,
which
came
off
glibly
,
he
was
anything
but
communicative
.
However
,
Alfred
contrived
to
extract
from
him
that
he
was
rather
glad
to
leave
his
last
ship
,
on
account
of
having
been
constantly
impeded
there
in
his
duties
by
a
set
of
lubbers
,
that
clung
round
him
and
kept
him
on
deck
whenever
the
first
lieutenant
ordered
him
into
the
top
.
The
very
next
day
,
pacing
sadly
the
dull
gravel
of
his
prison
yard
,
Alfred
heard
a
row
;
and
there
was
the
able
seaman
struggling
with
the
Robin
and
two
other
keepers
.
He
wanted
to
go
to
his
duties
in
the
foretop
:
to
wit
,
the
fork
of
a
high
elm-tree
in
the
court-yard
.
Alfred
had
half
a
mind
not
to
interfere
.
“
Who
cares
for
my
misery
?
”
he
said
.
But
his
better
nature
prevailed
,
and
he
told
the
Robin
he
was
sure
going
up
imaginary
rigging
would
do
Thompson
more
good
than
harm
.
On
this
the
men
reluctantly
gave
him
a
trial
,
and
he
went
up
the
tree
with
wonderful
strength
and
agility
,
but
evident
caution
.
Still
Alfred
quaked
when
he
crossed
his
thighs
tight
over
a
limb
of
the
tree
forty
feet
from
earth
,
and
went
carefully
and
minutely
through
the
whole
process
of
furling
imaginary
sails
.
However
,
he
came
down
manifestly
soothed
by
the
performance
,
and
,
singular
phenomenon
,
he
was
quite
cool
;
and
it
was
the
spectators
on
deck
who
perspired
.
“
And
what
a
pleasant
voice
he
has
,
”
said
Alfred
;
“
it
quite
charms
my
ear
;
it
is
not
like
a
mad
voice
.
It
is
like
—
I
'm
mad
myself
.
”
“
And
he
has
got
a
fiddle
,
and
plays
it
like
a
hangel
,
by
all
accounts
,
”
said
the
Robin
;
“
only
he
wo
n't
touch
it
but
when
he
has
a
mind
.
”
At
night
Alfred
dreamed
he
heard
Julia
's
sweet
mellow
voice
speaking
to
him
;
and
he
looked
,
and
lo
!
it
was
the
able
seaman
.
He
could
sleep
no
more
,
but
lay
sighing
.
Ere
the
able
seaman
had
been
there
three
days
,
Mrs.
Dodd
came
unexpectedly
to
see
him
;
and
it
was
with
the
utmost
difficulty
Alfred
was
smuggled
out
of
the
way
.
Mrs.
Archbold
saw
by
her
loving
anxiety
these
visits
would
be
frequent
,
and
,
unless
Alfred
was
kept
constantly
locked
up
,
which
was
repugnant
to
her
,
they
would
meet
some
day
.
She
knew
there
are
men
who
ply
the
trade
of
spies
,
and
where
to
find
them
;
she
set
one
of
them
to
watch
Mrs.
Dodd
's
house
,
and
learn
her
habits
,
in
hopes
of
getting
some
clue
as
to
when
she
might
be
expected
.
Now
it
so
happened
that
,
looking
for
one
thing
,
she
found
another
which
gave
her
great
hopes
and
courage
.
And
then
the
sight
of
Alfred
's
misery
tried
her
patience
,
and
then
he
was
beginning
half
to
suspect
her
of
stopping
his
letters
.
Passion
,
impatience
,
pity
,
and
calculation
,
all
drove
her
the
same
road
,
and
led
to
an
extraordinary
scene
,
so
impregnated
with
the
genius
of
the
madhouse
—
a
place
where
the
passions
run
out
to
the
very
end
of
their
tether
—
that
I
feel
little
able
to
describe
it
.
I
will
try
and
indicate
it
.
One
fine
Sunday
afternoon
,
then
,
she
asked
Alfred
languidly
would
he
like
to
walk
in
the
country
.
“
Would
I
like
?
Ah
,
do
n't
trifle
with
a
prisoner
,
”
said
he
sorrowfully
.
She
shook
her
head
.
“
No
,
no
,
it
will
not
be
a
happy
walk
.
Rooke
,
who
hates
you
,
is
to
follow
us
with
that
terrible
mastiff
,
to
pull
you
down
if
you
try
to
escape
.
I
could
not
get
Dr.
Wolf
to
consent
on
any
other
terms
.
Alfred
,
let
us
give
up
the
idea
.
I
fear
your
rashness
.
”
“
No
,
no
,
I
wo
n't
try
to
escape
—
from
you
.
I
have
not
seen
a
blade
of
grass
this
six
months
.
”
The
accomplished
dissembler
hesitated
,
yielded
.
They
passed
through
the
yard
and
out
at
the
back
door
,
which
Alfred
had
so
often
looked
wistfully
at
;
and
by-and-by
reached
a
delicious
pasture
.
A
light
golden
haze
streamed
across
it
.
Nature
never
seemed
so
sweet
,
so
divine
,
to
Alfred
before
;
the
sun
as
bright
as
midsummer
,
though
not
the
least
hot
,
the
air
fresh
,
yet
genial
,
and
perfumed
with
Liberty
and
the
smaller
flowers
of
earth
.
Beauty
glided
rustling
by
his
side
,
and
dark
eyes
subdued
their
native
fire
into
softness
whenever
they
turned
on
him
;
and
scarce
fifty
yards
in
the
rear
hung
a
bully
and
a
mastiff
ready
to
tear
him
down
if
he
should
break
away
from
beauty
's
light
hand
,
that
rested
so
timidly
on
his
.
He
was
young
,
and
stout-hearted
,
and
relished
his
peep
of
liberty
and
nature
,
though
blotted
by
Vulcan
and
Rooke
.
He
chatted
to
Mrs.
Archbold
in
good
spirits
.
She
answered
briefly
,
and
listlessly
.
At
last
she
stopped
under
a
young
chestnut-tree
as
if
overcome
with
a
sudden
reflection
,
and
turning
half
away
from
him
leaned
her
head
and
hand
upon
a
bough
,
and
sighed
.
The
attitude
was
pensive
and
womanly
.
He
asked
her
with
innocent
concern
what
was
the
matter
;
then
faintly
should
he
take
her
home
.
All
her
answer
was
to
press
his
hand
with
hers
that
was
disengaged
,
and
,
instead
of
sighing
,
to
cry
.
The
novice
in
woman
's
wiles
set
himself
to
comfort
her
—
in
vain
;
to
question
her
—
in
vain
at
first
;
but
by
degrees
she
allowed
him
to
learn
that
it
was
for
him
she
mourned
;
and
so
they
proceeded
on
the
old
,
old
plan
,
the
man
extorting
