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Updated: June 16, 2025


"I do think," he said, "that that drug did in some way make God real to me. I think I saw God." Dr. Brighton-Pomfrey shook his head in a way that made Scrope want to hit him. "I think I saw God," he repeated more firmly. "I had a sudden realization of how great he was and how great life was, and how timid and mean and sordid were all our genteel, professional lives.

These green-tea dreams and visions were not so much phases of sleep as an intensification and vivid furnishing forth of insomnia. It added greatly to his disturbance that exceeding the instructions of Brighton-Pomfrey he had now experimented ignorantly and planlessly with one or two narcotics and sleeping mixtures that friends and acquaintances had mentioned in his hearing.

Brighton-Pomfrey towards the Serpentine he acted that stormy interview with Lady Sunderbund over again. At the end, as a condition indeed of his departure, he had left things open. He had assented to certain promises. He was to make her understand better what it was he needed. He was not to let anything that had happened affect that "spi'tual f'enship."

Dale, "is just where my treatment of this case differs from the treatment of " he spoke the name reluctantly as if he disliked the mere sound of it "Dr. Brighton-Pomfrey." "Hitherto, of course," said the bishop, "I've been in his hands." "He," said Dr. Dale, "would certainly set about trying to restore your old sphere of illusion, your old familiar sensations and ideas and confidences.

I had to go at twenty-four hours' notice. Enquiry gas gangrene. There was nothing for it but to leave things in his hands." Dr. Brighton-Pomfrey disavowed responsibility with an open, stumpy-fingered hand. "He did me no particular harm," said Scrope. "You are the first he spared," said Dr. Brighton-Pomfrey. "Did he ? Was he unskilful?" "Unskilful is hardly the word." "Were his methods peculiar?"

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