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These philosophers forget that by stopping letters； evading public trials； and； in a word； cutting off all appeals to human justice； they compel the patient to turn his despairing eyes； and lift his despairing voice to Him； whose eye alone can ever really penetrate these dark abodes。
However； the patient who appealed to God above a whisper in Silverton Grove House used to get soothed directly。 And the tranquillising influences employed were morphia； croton oil； or a blister。
The keeper came to Alfred in his room。 〃Doctor has ordered a blister。〃
〃What for？ Send for him directly。〃
〃He is gone。〃
This way of ordering torture； and then coolly going； irritated Alfred beyond endurance。 Though he knew he should soon be powerless； he showed fight； made his mark as usual on a couple of his zealous attendants； but not having room to work in was soon overpowered； hobbled； and handcuffed： then they cut off his hair； and put a large blister on the top of his head。
The obstinate brute declined to go mad。 They began to respect him for this tenacity of purpose： a decent bedroom was allotted him； his portmanteau and bag were brought him； and he was let walk every day on the lawn with a keeper； only there were no ladders left about； and the trap…door was locked； _i。e。_ the iron gate。
On one of these occasions he heard the gatekeeper whistle three times consecutively； his attendant followed suit； and hurried Alfred into the house； which soon rang with treble signals。
〃What is it？〃 inquired Alfred。
〃The visiting justices are in sight： go into your room； please。〃
〃Yes； I'll go；〃 said Alfred； affecting cheerful compliance； and the man ran off。
The whole house was in a furious bustle。 All the hobbles； and chains； and instruments of restraint were hastily collected and bundled out of sight； and clean sheets were being put on many a filthy bed whose occupant had never slept in sheets since he came there； when two justices arrived and were shown into the drawing…room。
During the few minutes they were detained there by Mrs。 Archbold； who was mistress of her whole business； quite a new face was put on everything and everybody； ancient cobwebs fell； soap and water explored unwonted territories： the harshest attendants began practising pleasant looks and kind words on the patients； to get into the way of it； so that it might not come too abrupt and startle the patients visibly under the visitors' eyes： something like actors working up a factitious sentiment at the wing for the public display； or like a racehorse's preliminary canter。 Alfred's heart beat with joy inexpressible。 He had only to keep calm； and this was his last day at Silverton Grove。 The first thing he did was to make a careful toilet。
The stinginess of relations； and the greed of madhouse proprietors； make many a patient look ten times madder than he is； by means of dress。 Clothes wear out in an asylum； and are not always taken off； though Agriculture has long and justly claimed them for her own。 And when it is no longer possible to refuse the Reverend Mad Tom or Mrs。 Crazy Jane some new raiment； then consanguineous munificence does not go to Pool or Elise； but oftener to paternal or maternal wardrobes； and even to the ancestral chest； the old oak one； singing：
〃Poor things； they are out of the world： what need for them to be in the fashion！〃 （Formula。）
This arrangement keeps the bump of self…esteem down； especially in women； and so co…operates with many other little arrangements to perpetuate the lodger。
Silverton Grove in particular was supplied with the grotesque in dress from an inexhaustible source。 Whenever money was sent Baker to buy a patient a suit； he went from his lunacy shop to his pawnbroker's； dived headlong into unredeemed pledges； dressed his patient as gentlemen are dressed to reside in cherry…trees； and pocketed five hundred per cent。 on the double transaction。 Now Alfred had already observed that many of the patients looked madder than they werethanks to short trousers and petticoats； holey gloves； ear…cutting shirt…collars； frilled bosoms； shoes made for and declined by the very infantry： coats short in the waist and long in the sleeves； coalscuttle bonnets； and grand…maternal caps。 So he made his toilet with care； and put his best hat on to hide his shaven crown。 He then kept his door ajar； and waited for a chance of speaking to the justices。 One soon came： a portly old gentleman； with a rubicund face and honest eye； walked slowly along the corridor； looking as wise as he could； cringed on by Cooper and Dr。 Bailey； the latter had arrived post haste； and Baker had been sent for。 Alfred came out； touched his hat respectfully； and begged a private interview with the magistrate。 The old gentleman bowed politely； for Alfred's dress； address； and countenance； left no suspicion of insanity possible in an unprejudiced mind。
But the doctor whispered in his ear； 〃Take care； sir。 Dangerous！〃
Now this is one of the most effective of the formulae in a private asylum。 How can an inexperienced stranger know for certain that such a statement is a falsehood？ And even the just do not love justice_to others_quite so well as they love their own skins。 So Squire Tollett very naturally declined a private interview with Alfred； and even drew back a step； and felt uneasy at being so near him。 Alfred implored him not to be imposed upon。 〃An honest man does not whisper；〃 said he。 〃Do not let him poison your mind against me； on my honour； I am as sane as you are； and he knows it。 Pray； pray use your own eyes and ears； sir； and give yourself a chance of discovering the truth in this stronghold of lies。〃
〃Don't excite yourself； Mr。 Hardie；〃 put in the doctor parentally。 （Formula。）
〃Don't you interrupt me； doctor； I am as calm as you are。 Calmer； for； see； you are pale at this moment； that is with fear that your wickedness in detaining a sane man here is going to be exposed。 Oh； sir；〃 said he； turning to the justice； 〃fear no violence from me； not even angry words； my misery is too deep for irritation； or excitement。 I am an Oxford man； sir； a prize man； an Ireland scholar。 But； unfortunately for me； my mother left me ten thousand pounds； and a heart。 I love a lady whose name I will not pollute by mentioning it in this den of thieves。 My father is the well…known banker； bankrupt； and cheat； of Barkington。 He has wasted his own money； and now covets his neighbour's and his son's。 He had me entrapped here on my wedding…day； to get hold of my money； and rob me of her I love。 I appeal to you； sir； to discharge me； or； if you have not so much confidence in your own judgment as to do that； then I demand a commission of lunacy； and a public inquiry。〃
Dr。 Bailey said； 〃That would be a most undesirable exposure； both to yourself and your friends。〃 （Formula。）
〃It is only the guilty who fear the light； sir；〃 was the prompt reply。
Mr。 Tollett said he thought the patient had a legal right to a commission of lunacy if there was property； and he took note of the application。 He then asked Alfred if he had any complaint to make of the food； the beds； or the attendants。
〃Sir；〃 said Alfred； 〃I leave those complaints to the insane ones： with me the