Thalatta! THALATTA!

           WhenIcametomyself,Iwasstretchedinhalfdarkness,coveredwiththickcoatsandblankets.Myunclewaswatchingoverme,todiscovertheleastsignoflife.Atmyfirstsighhetookmyhand;whenIopenedmyeyesheutteredacryofjoy.

           "Helives!helives!"hecried.

           "Yes,Iamstillalive,"Iansweredfeebly.

           "Mydearnephew,"saidmyuncle,pressingmetohisbreast,"youaresaved."

           Iwasdeeplytouchedwiththetendernessofhismannerasheutteredthesewords,andstillmorewiththecarewithwhichhewatchedoverme.ButsuchtrialswerewantedtobringouttheProfessor’stendererqualities.

           AtthismomentHanscame,hesawmyhandinmyuncle’s,andImaysafelysaythattherewasjoyinhiscountenance.

           "Goddag,"saidhe.

           "Howdoyoudo,Hans?Howareyou?Andnow,uncle,tellmewhereweareatthepresentmoment?"

           "To-morrow,Axel,to-morrow.Nowyouaretoofaintandweak.Ihavebandagedyourheadwithcompresseswhichmustnotbedisturbed.Sleepnow,andto-morrowIwilltellyouall."

           "Butdotellmewhattimeitis,andwhatday."

           "ItisSunday,the8thofAugust,anditistenatnight.Youmustaskmenomorequestionsuntilthe10th."

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