shouldn’t have touched a drop. I can’t stand it. Instead of soothing me it excites me to the verge of madness. I’m almost over the verge - for want of sleep - my trouble ever since the trouble.”
Again I was speaking the literal truth, and again congratulating myself as though it were a lie: the fellow looked so distressed at my state; indeed I believe that his distress was as genuine as mine, and his sentiments as involved. He took my hand again,
shouldn’t have touched a drop. I can’t stand it. Instead of soothing me it excites me to the verge of madness. I’m almost over the verge - for want of sleep - my trouble ever since the trouble.”
Again I was speaking the literal truth, and again congratulating myself as though it were a lie: the fellow looked so distressed at my state; indeed I believe that his distress was as genuine as mine, and his sentiments as involved. He took my hand again,
