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192 A SIUK-BED CONFESSION. Finally the little doctor seized his hat in a rage and cried: “If you know everything so much better than anyone else, treat yourself in future, if you please. I shall let the governor know your precise state, and shall at the same time tell his excellency that I have never yet met with such a patient—a man who yesterday lay at death’s door, and who to-day flings the grossest insults at me and at the whole body of the faculty here. You are right, sir. Such a constitution aS yours is unique. You put every diagnosis toshame. I wish youa good-morning.” So saying, he left the room tempestuously. Frau Christine, who had not understood a word of the business, stared after him in astonishment, and then went up to the invalid for an explanation. “Goodness me, what isthe matter? What has happened? The doctor is running away in a perfect fury, and you ? “Let him run,” said Max, leaning back com- posedly. “That man and brother is bent on mak- ing of mea candidate for heaven. He has very nearly killed me with his stupid proceedings. Now, I will take my treatment into my own hands, and set aboutit at once, too. Dear Frau Christine, I do beg of you, in the most earnest and affectionate manner, bring me something to eat.” It might be about an hour later that Agnes Moser, after a short interval of rest, of which she stood but too much in need, prepared again to take her place by the bedside whence, during the last few days, she had hardly stirred. Meanwhile Dr. Brunnow had followed out his own prescription with an exactitude which left nothing to be desired, much to the delight of Frau Christine, who thought the doctor showed great discernment in his mode of treatment. But in vain did she preach to him to try and geta little sleep. Max declared that he did not want to sleep, and occupied himself exclusively with watching the door through which Agnes must enter. When in the short space of a quarter of an hour he presumed to ask three times where his nurse was, and what she could be doing, Eomichooks co