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The Enemy to Be Starved into Submission

           AndifIdidnotobeyhiscall,whocouldanswerforwhatmighthappen?

           ThewisestcoursewastoremainwhereIwas.AmineralogistatBesançonhadjustsentusacollectionofsiliceousnodules,whichIhadtoclassify:soIsettowork;Isorted,labelled,andarrangedintheirownglasscaseallthesehollowspecimens,inthecavityofeachofwhichwasanestoflittlecrystals.

           Butthisworkdidnotsucceedinabsorbingallmyattention.Thatolddocumentkeptworkinginmybrain.Myheadthrobbedwithexcitement,andIfeltanundefineduneasiness.Iwaspossessedwithapresentimentofcomingevil.Inanhourmynoduleswereallarrangeduponsuccessiveshelves.ThenIdroppeddownintotheoldvelvetarm-chair,myheadthrownbackandmyhandsjoinedoverit.Ilightedmylongcrookedpipe,withapaintingonitofanidle-lookingnaiad;thenIamusedmyselfwatchingtheprocessoftheconversionofthetobaccointocarbon,whichwasbyslowdegreesmakingmynaiadintoanegress.NowandthenIlistenedtohearwhetherawell-knownstepwasonthestairs.No.Wherecouldmyunclebeatthatmoment?IfanciedhimrunningunderthenobletreeswhichlinetheroadtoAltona,gesticulating,makingshotswithhiscane,thrashingthelonggrass,cuttingtheheadsoffthethistles,anddisturbingthecontemplativestorksintheirpeacefulsolitude.

           Wouldhereturnintriumphorindiscouragement?Whichwouldgettheupperhand,heorthesecret?Iwasthusaskingmyselfquestions,andmechanicallytakingbetweenmyfingersthesheetofpapermysteriouslydisfiguredwiththeincomprehensiblesuccessionoflettersIhadwrittendown;andIrepeatedtomyself"Whatdoesitallmean?"

           Isoughttogrouptheletterssoastoformwords.Quiteimpossible!

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