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Dr. Heidenhoff's Process

Chapter 9 No.9

Word Count: 2403    |    Released on: 06/12/2017

serene condition of mind. But in this respect the result had sadly failed to answer his expectation. He could not deny to himself that, instead of becoming more chee

sinking into a fatal stupor, from whic

re were, perhaps, some things too hard even for his love. It was doubly disheartening for him thus to lose confidence; not only on his own account, but on hers. Not only had he to ask himself what would become of his life in the event of failure, but what would become of hers? One day overc

, startled voice, looking

uring the rest of the evening she cast furtive glances of apprehension at him, as if suspicious tha

began to tell on his health. The owner of the manufactory of which he was superintendent, called him into his office one day, and told him he was working too hard, and must take a little vacation. But he declined. Soon after a physician whom he knew buttonholed him on

set him to thinking of the desperate position in which Madeli

any longer. It seemed almost brutal to urge it on her in her present frame of mi

hind fell to conversing about a new book on mental physiology, embodying the latest discoveries. They kept up a brisk talk on this subject till Henry left the car. He could not, however, have repeated

led, as usual, on Madeline. After

eks ago. I have not hurried you, but I want you now. Ther

spoke her head sank so low upon her breast that he could not see her

g to you, and yet I would not press you if I did not think I could make you happier so.

as to some extent a reassurance t

we should be married i

slowly, and looked

d. "It is useless to kee

quite encouraged by her quie

him with a singular fixity of expression. "Wait till to-morrow. You shall have an answer to-mor

ugh the window into the darkening sky, and did not seem to hear him.

k a momen

ame

to kiss me

e rising moon, nor was the moonshine whiter than her cheek, nor sadder than her steadfast eyes. Her lips were soft and y

ys more had power to fill him with feverish excitement, an excitement all the more agitating because it was so composite in its elements, and had so little in common with the exhilaration and light-hearted

e been indeed dreaming. His first thought was that she had gone crazy, or else had been drinking wine to raise her spirits; for there was a flush of excitement on either cheek, and her eyes were bright and unsteady. In one hand she held, with a clasp that cru

that night in meeting, about the river of Lethe,

ething about it

was not a fable. It has b

k quietly," he replied, with a pitiful effort to speak soothingly,

d laid on her arm. "Henry, see here, I want to ask you something. Supposing anybody had done something bad and had been very sorry for

necessary they should forge

g they had fo

would be as if it

er eyes were full of mingled awe and exultation, "what if I were to forget it,

ide herself. Grief had made her mad.. The significance of h

take it. Go somewhere and read it. Don't stay here to do it. I co

not think of leaving her in that condition. Then it occurred to him to look at the magazine. He opened it by the light of the

the clue to her condition. He read

any particular fibre or group of fibres is destroyed certain memories or classes of memories are destroyed, without affecting others which are elsewhere embodied in other fibres. Of the many scientific and popular demonstrations of these facts which were adduced, reference was made to the generally known fact that the effect of disease or injury at certain points in the brain is to destroy definite classes of acquisitions or recollections, leaving others untouched. The article then went on to refer to the fact that one of the known effects of the galvanic battery as medically applied, is to destroy and dissolve

tion been borne in upon him, as when he reflected that it had been able to make such a farrago of nonsense seem actually creditable to her. Overcome with poignant sympathy, and in serious

she asked, eagerly

ash. The man must be either an escaped lunatic or has

she might be allowing herself to be deluded by this wild and baseless fancy, bu

g fiercely at him out of hot, fevered eyes. "It is the most reasonable thing in the world. It must be true. T

ical condition that he s

of all discoverers, he must be a dangerous quack. His proces

it would kill me to one that it would succe

nt to was that he should first visit this Dr. Heiden

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