Floating Fancies among the Weird and the OccultHolmes, Clara H.
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Floating Fancies among the Weird and the Occult
Holmes, Clara H.
American fiction -- 19th century; Paranormal fiction; Short stories, American
He lay quiet, looking around curiously, as though everything were new to
him. “Why am I here?” still with the same hesitation, as though not
certain as to the meaning of his words.
“Where in the mischief would you wish, or expect to be, if not in your
own home?” answered the doctor a trifle impatiently.
He looked troubled but asked no more questions; presently he lifted his
long, white hand, adorned with a handsome ring, and examined it as
though he had never before seen it; he seemed strangely unable to
express his feelings.
“Jove!” said the doctor later, “I wonder if the fellow has lost his
wits! It is a pity if so, for he was one of the shrewdest of men, and a
sharp financier.”
If Edith hovered about him, or caressed him with gentle touch, or called
him fond names, he looked at her in surprise, and gave not the slightest
return.
She would look at him in grieved surprise, and on one occasion asked him
with trembling lips: “Do you no longer love me, Arthur?”
“Love you? I—guess—so! I do not know what you mean!” looking helplessly
at her.
She burst into tears which were quickly suppressed as she coldly left
the room. From that time she offered him no caresses, but he seemed not
to notice the omission.
As Edith left the room in anger he looked after her, his brow wrinkled
in perplexity.
He was certainly in a strange condition; he appeared to enjoy his meals;
he slept well; but he seemed to take no interest in anything more than
that—he did not seem to understand that there was anything in which he
ought to take an interest.
One day, as he sat languidly looking out of the window, Gus said to him:
“You will soon be well enough to attend to business!”
“What business?” he asked vacantly.
“Why, your banking business of course!” answered Gus in a tone of
disgust; he thought his brother must be making a pretence of not
understanding. Arthur looked at him blankly but made no reply.
Edith asked the physician: “What do you think of him? Is he insane?”
“No! Neither insane nor idiotic, mental shock! He will recover, he is
like a child with everything to learn.”
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