The sergeant was standing just where I had left him; and to judge from
the confounded look of his honest face, had not been able to comprehend
what it all meant. I pulled off the broad-brimmed hat, made him a low
bow with a scrape of the right foot, and said: "Have the honor to place
myself again under your worshipful charge."
"After that, one can take a toothpick for a barn door!" exclaimed the
old man, who began now to get a glimmering of the real state of the
case. "That codfish of a smoke-dried flounder! Isn't it enough to turn
a body into a bear with seven senses?"
"Hush!" I cried, "I hear the doctor coming. Not a word, my good
Süssmilch!" and I pushed the old man out of the door, by which Doctor
Snellius entered in his usual hasty fashion, with his hat in his hand.
He started when he saw me, gave a glance round the room, looked at me
again, and went out without saying a word.
I pulled off my sailor-dress in a moment, thrust it under the bed, and
called after him in my natural voice:
"Why do you go away, doctor?"
He turned back instantly, came into the room, sat down upon a chair in
front of me, and stared steadily at me through his round spectacles. I
fancied he looked paler; and feared that perhaps I had carried the jest
too far, and offended my irascible friend.
"Doctor----" I began.
"Something very singular has just happened to me," he interrupted me,
always with the same fixed look.
"What is the matter, doctor?" I inquired, startled at his looks and the
unaccustomed gentleness of his tone.
"Nothing at this moment; but I have just been the subject of a most
remarkable hallucination."
"Of what, did you say?"
"A hallucination. A complete and perfect hallucination. When I first
entered your chamber, my friend, I saw, standing before me, a sailor of
just your height, or possibly an inch or an inch and a half shorter,
but of your breadth across the shoulders, in a rough sailor jacket,
gray trousers, wide straw-hat like the traders to the West Indies wear;
with exactly no, not exactly, but very nearly your features. I saw the
figure as plainly as I see you at this moment--it could not have been
more distinct. The illusion was so perfect that I supposed they had put
you in another room, and went to ask Süssmilch what he meant by giving
our healthiest room to the first comer. Do not smile, my friend; it is
no laughing matter--at least for me. It is the first time that anything
of the kind has happened to me, though my frequent congestions of the
head might have prepared me to expect it, I know that I shall die of
apoplexy; and even if I had not known it before, I should know it now."
He took out his watch and examined his pulse.
"Strange to say, my pulse is perfectly normal; and all this morning I
have felt unusually well and cheerful."
"My dear doctor," I said, "who knows what you saw? You learned men have
such singular notions, and out of the merest gnat you will make a
scientific elephant."
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