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"Surely I have the spleen," he said to himself, sprang up, and went into the next room to change his clothes. He had a wardrobe in Ludi's dressing room in order to be able to go out from here in the evening unrestrainedly. It was near four o'clock. The sun laughed through the window. Its light was deep purple, changing gradually to violet.
It was his wont to pass through life in lordly isolation and to astonish the world by his successes. That was all he needed. Yawning he stretched himself out on the chaise longue. Time dragged. Three hours would pass until Ludi's probable return. He was so accustomed to the woman's society that he almost longed for her. Her idle chatter helped him. Her little tricks refreshed him.
He had exercised it for hours, and had only succeeded in making the animal more nervous than before. Great sums were at stake if the fault should prove constitutional and not curable. He felt the impulse to share his worries with some one, but he knew of no one. From the point of view of Miss Ludi's naive selfishness, it was simply his duty to be successful.
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