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--multitudes," he said, hopelessly. "Well, I'll tell you what: you want to build up. That was the way with me, and the oculist said it was from getting all run down. I built up, and the first thing I knew my sight was as clear as a bell. You want to build up." "You want to go to the mountains," a third interposed. "That's where Mrs. Yarrow's gone, and I guess it'll do her more good than sticking it out here would ever have done." Alford would have been glad enough to go to the mountains, but with those illusions hovering closer and closer about him, he had no longer the courage, the strength. He had barely enough of either to get away to Boston. He found his doctor this time, after winning and losing the wager he made himself that he would not have returned to town yet, and the good-fortune was almost too much for his shaken nerves. The cordial of his friend's greeting--they had been chums at Harvard--completed his overthrow. As he sank upon the professional sofa, where so many other cases had been diagnosticated, he broke into tears. "Hello, old fellow!" the doctor said, encouragingly, and more tenderly than he would have dealt with some women. "What's up?" "Jim," Alford found voice to say, "I'm afraid I'm losing my mind." The doctor smiled provisionally. "Well, that's _one_ of the signs you're not. Can you say how?" "Oh yes. In a minute," Alford sobbed, and when he had got the better of himself he told his friend the whole story. In the direct examination he suppressed Mrs. Yarrow's part, but when the doctor, who had listened with smiling seriousness, began to cross-examine him with the question, "And you don't remember that any outside influence affected the recurrence of the illusions, or did anything to prevent it?" Alford answered promptly: "Oh yes. There was a woman who did." "A woman? What sort of a woman?" Alford told. "That is very curious," the doctor said. "I know a man who used to have a distressing dream. He broke it up by telling his wife about it every morning after he had dreamt it." "Unluckily, she isn't my wife," Alford said, gloomily. "But when she was with you, you got rid of the illusions?" "At first, I used to see hers; then I stopped seeing any." "Did you ever tell her of them?" "No; I didn't." "Never tell anybody?" "No one but you." "And do you see them now?" "No." "Do you think, because you've told me of them?" "It seems so." The doctor was sile
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