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Perret picked them up and began to sort them out. "None for you," he said to Sembadel. "Not one of those little mauve envelopes which you look for every day and which decide what your temper will be. I must look out for storms." "Shan't even have time to grouse to-day," Sembadel growled again. "You forget that Swelding pays us an official visit to-day." "The Danish professor?
"When I started this institution five years ago I certainly did not dare to hope that it would so soon win sufficient reputation to entitle it to the honour of inspection by men so eminent in the scientific world as yourself." The professor listened with a courteous smile but evinced no hurry in replying. Professor Swelding was certainly a remarkable figure.
Rambert to her room and induce her to rest, and to send at once for M. Perret. Then he turned to Professor Swelding. "I am greatly distressed by this incident, Professor. It proves that the cure of this poor creature is by no means so assured as I had believed. But there are other cases which will not shake your faith in my judgment like this, I hope. Shall we go on?"
He pretended not to hear what she said, giving some order to the attendant, Berthe, who was standing respectfully by. "I understand, madame," Professor Swelding replied gently. "You object to my visit as an intrusion?" Mme. Rambert had picked up her work and already was sewing again, but suddenly she sprang up, so abruptly that the professor recoiled, and exclaimed sharply: "Who called me?
"I regret that I cannot claim to know you, madame," said Professor Swelding, replying for Dr. Biron, "but I know that in addressing you I shall be speaking to the inmate of this institution who will testify most warmly to the scientific skill and the devotion of Dr. Biron." "At all events," Mme.
The conversation dropped, and presently the two men went off to their wards to see their patients, and warn the attendants to have everything in apple-pie order for the official inspection. Meantime, in the great drawing-room, elaborate courtesies were being exchanged between Dr. Biron and Professor Swelding. Dr.
Professor Swelding nodded approval. "We apply the system of segregation in Denmark," he said, "but we have never carried it so far as to divide the general grounds. I see that each of your pavilions has its own private garden." "I regard that as indispensable," Dr. Biron declared. He led his visitor to one of the little gardens, where a man of about fifty was walking about between two attendants.
The Professor followed the doctor, casting curious eyes at the various patients who were walking in their gardens. "Have you many cures?" "That is a difficult question to answer," said Dr. Biron. "The statistics are so very different in the different categories of insanity." "Of course," said Professor Swelding; "but take some particular type of dementia, say, hallucination of persecution.
Professor Swelding tried to comfort the doctor. "The brain is a pathetically frail thing," he said. "You could not have a more striking case to prove it: that poor lady, whom you believed to be cured, suddenly having a typical crisis of her form of insanity provoked by what? Neither you nor I look particularly like assassins, do we?" And he followed Dr.
"Madame Rambert," he said, "may I present Professor Swelding to you? He has heard that you are here and would like to pay his respects." Mme. Rambert put down her needlework and rose and looked at the Danish professor. "I am delighted to make the gentleman's acquaintance," she said, "but I should like to know how he was aware of my existence, my dear doctor."
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