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disputed； and the harder he was pressed the angrier； the louder； the more confused the Psychological physician became； and presently he got furious； burst out of the anti…spasmodic or round…about style and called Alfred a dd ungrateful； insolent puppy； and went stamping about the room； and； finally； to the young man's horror； fell down in a fit of an epileptic character； grinding his teeth and foaming at the mouth。
Alfred was filled with regret； and； though alarmed； had the presence of mind not to call for assistance。 The fit was a very mild one in reality； though horrible to look at。 The doctor came to； and asked feebly for wine。 Alfred got it him； and the doctor； with a mixture of cunning and alarm in his eye； said he had fainted away； or nearly。 Alfred assented coaxingly； and looked sheepish。 After this he took care never to libel Hamlet's intellect again by denying his insanity； for he was now convinced of what he had long half suspected； that the doctor had a bee in his own bonnet； and Alfred had studied true insanity all this time； and knew how inhumane it is to oppose a monomaniac's foible； it only infuriates and worries him。 No power can convince him。
But now he resolved to play on the doctor's foible。 It went against his conscience； but the temptation was so strong。 He came to him with a hang…dog air。
〃Doctor；〃 said he； 〃I have been thinking over your arguments； and I capitulate。 If Hamlet ever existed； he was as mad as a March hare。〃 And he blushed at this his first quibble。
Dr。 Wycherley beamed with satisfaction。
〃My young friend； this gives me sincere pleasure； not on my account； but on your own。 There goes one of your illusions then。 Now tell methe L。 4；000！ Have you calmly reconsidered that too？〃
Alfred hung his head； and looked guiltier and guiltier。
〃Why；〃 said he； 〃that never amounted to anything more than a strong suspicion。 It has long ceased to occupy my mind in excess。 However； should I ever be so fortunate as to recover my liberty； I have no objection to collect the evidence about it pro and con。； and then make you the judge instead of myself。〃 This he delivered with an admirable appearance of indifference。
〃Very well； sir；〃 said the doctor drily。 〃Then； now I have a piece of good news for _you。_
〃Oh； doctor； what is that？〃
〃Your cure is complete； that is all！ You are now a sane man； as sane as I am。〃
Alfred was a little disappointed at this piece of news； but recovering himself； asked him to certify that and let him send the certificate to the Board。 Dr。 Wycherley said he would with pleasure。
〃I'll bring it to you when I make my round；〃 said he。
Alfred retired triumphant； and went in at Plato with a good heart。
In about an hour Dr。 Wycherley paid him the promised visit。 But what may not an hour bring forth？ He came with mortification and regret in his face to tell Alfred that an order of transfer had been signed by the proper parties； and counter…signed by two Commissioners； and he was to go to Dr。 Wolf's asylum that day。
Alfred groaned。 〃I knew my father would out…wit my feeble friends somehow or other；〃 said he。 〃What is his game！ do you know？〃
〃I suppose to obtain a delay； and meantime get you into an asylum； where they will tell the Commissioners you are worse again； and perhaps do something to make their words good。 Dr。 Wolf； between ourselves； will say or do almost anything for money。 And his asylum is conducted on the old system； though he pretends not。〃
〃My dear friend；〃 said Alfred； 〃will you do me a favour？〃
〃How could I deny you anything at this sorrowful moment？〃
〃Here is an advertisement I want inserted in the _Morning Advertiser。_〃
〃Oh； I can't do that； I fear。〃
〃Look at it before you break my heart by refusing me。〃
Dr。 Wycherley looked at it； and said it was innocent； being unintelligible： and he would insert it himself。
〃Three insertions； dear doctor； said Alfred。 〃Here is the money。
The doctor then told him sorrowfully he must pack up his thingsDr。 Wolf's keepers were waiting for him。
The moment of parting came。 Then Alfred solemnly forgave Dr。 Wycherley for signing away his wits； and thanked him for all his kindness and humanity。 〃We shall never meet again； I fear；〃 said he； 〃I feel a weight of foreboding here about my heart I never felt before； yet my trials have been many and great。 I think the end is at hand。〃 Dr。 Wolf's keepers received him； and their first act was to handcuff him。 The cold steel struck into him deeper than his wrist； and reminded him of Silverton Grove； he could not suppress a shudder。 The carriage rolled all through London with him。 He saw the Parks with autumn's brown and golden tints： he saw the people； some rich； some poor； but none of them prisoners。 He saw a little girl all rags。 〃Oh if I could be as ragged as you are；〃 he said； 〃and free。〃
At last they reached Drayton Housea huge old mansion； fortified into a jail。 His handcuffs were whipped off in the yard。 He was ushered into a large gloomy drawing…room。 Dr。 Wolf soon came to him； and they measured each other by the eye like two prize…fighters。 Dr。 Wolf's eye fell under Alfred's； and the latter felt he was capable of much foul play。 He was one of the old bull…necked breed： and contained the bull…dog and the spaniel in his single nature。 〃I hope you will be comfortable here； sir；〃 said he doggedly。
〃I will try； sir。〃
〃The first…class patients dine in half an hour。〃
〃I will be ready； sir。〃
〃Full dress in the evening； there are several ladies。〃 Alfred assented by a bow。 Dr。 Wolf rang a bell； and told a servant to show Mr。 Hardie his room。
He had just time to make his toilet when the bell rang for dinner。
As he went down a nurse met him； held up something white to him as she came； lowered it quickly； and dropped it at his feet in passing。
It was a billet…doux。
It was twisted into a pretty shape； scented and addressed to Mr。 Hardie； in a delicate Italian hand； and in that pale ink which seems to reflect the charming timidity of the fair who use it。
He wondered； carried it into a recess； then opened it and read it。 It contained but this one line
_〃Drink nothing but water at dinner。_〃
These words in that delicate Italian hand sent a chill through Alfred。 What on earth was all this？ Was he to be poisoned？ Was his life aimed at now instead of his reason？ What was this mysterious drama prepared for him the very moment he set his foot in the place； perhaps before？ A poisoner； and a friend！ Both strangers。 He went down to dinner： and contrived to examine every lady and gentleman at the table。 But they were all strangers。 Presently a servant filled his glass with beer； he looked and saw it was poured from a small jug holding only his portion。 Alfred took his ring off his finger； and holding the glass up dropped his ring in。
〃What is that for？〃 inquired one or two。
〃Oh； my ring has a peculiar virtue； it tells me what is good for me。 Ah！ what do I see？ My ruby changes colour。 Fetch me a clean glass。〃 And he filled it with water from a caraffe。 〃No； sir； leave the beer。 I'll analyse it in my room after dinner。 I'm a chemist。〃
Dr。 Wolf changed colour； and was ill at ease。 Here was a bold and ugly custome