Told became silent, and the lawyer respected his mood. Then suddenly
he seemed to pull himself together and said, “I realize that I am
keeping you from your night’s rest; I beg you not to be vexed with
me. In misfortune it seems as if the mind sinks into a gulf, and the
consciousness grasps at the nearest support. You had rung up, and there
was some connection between you and ... my house, and so....” He broke
off. “But tell me, am I really saying what I want to, or am I talking
nonsense? You see, that is the horror of such an experience as mine.
It seems as if I shall always require a neurologist to guide my future
life.”
“Reassure yourself, Count; you are speaking quite clearly and saying
exactly what you want to express. I beg you to make use of me if
you can. My calling in some respects borders upon the sphere of the
specialist in nerve-disorders; perhaps it goes even further, and at any
rate it is bound up with the most mysterious and most speculative part
of man’s being. I am very sorry that the occasion that brings you to me
is such an unfortunate one, else I should be only too pleased by your
visit.”
While Wenk was speaking, desiring to convey that anything out of the
common which was mentally or spiritually of an unusual and critical
nature was really his concern, the idea occurred to him to enlist the
Count’s sympathy in his own aims. Count Told was a man of the world.
He belonged to a sphere through which Wenk hoped to be able to endow
the life of the nation with nobler qualities and loftier ideals. In
the practical necessities which the last few months had forced upon
him he had almost neglected the ideal side of the task before him. The
events of this night had brought him into unexpected relations with a
human being, and he could best serve him by not leaving him alone. He
explained his views to the Count.
“They talk of ours as the ‘upper’ class. This description, which
certainly has a substratum of truth, must be made a living reality once
more. Our class, free of the struggle to obtain a better social status,
is more than ever called upon to foster intellectual development and
mental gifts. It must cherish these noble qualities in itself and
turn them to account for others. Our sphere of politics must be the
spiritual one!”
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