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Title: Desert Air
1905
Author: Robert Hichens
Release Date: November 8, 2007 [EBook #23418]
Language: English
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DESERT AIR
By Robert Hichens
Frederick A. Stokes Company Publishers
Copyright, 1905
I
On an evening of last summer I was dining in London at the Carlton with
two men. One of them was an excellent type of young England, strong,
healthy, athletic, and straightforward. The other was a clever London
doctor who was building up a great practice in the West End. At dessert
the conversation turned upon a then recent tragedy in which a great
reputation had gone down, and young England spoke rather contemptuously
of the victim, with the superior surprise human beings generally express
about the sin which does not happen to be theirs.
"I can't understand it!" was his conclusion. "It's beyond me."
"Climate," said the doctor quietly.
"What?"
"Climate. Air."
Young England looked inexpressively astonished.
"But hang it all!" he exclaimed, "you don't mean to say change of air
means change of nature?"
"Not to everyone. Not to you, perhaps. Have you travelled much?"
"Well, I've been to Paris for the Grand Prix, and to Monte----"
"For the gambling. That's hardly travelling. Now, I've studied this
subject a little, quietly in Harley Street. I'm no traveller myself,
but I have dozens of patients who are. And I'm convinced that the modern
facilities for travel, besides giving an infinity of pleasure, bring
about innumerable tragedies."
He turned to me.
"You go abroad a great deal. What do you say?"
"That you're perfectly right. And I'm prepared to affirm that, in
highly-strung, imaginative, or over-worked people change of climate does
sometimes actually cause, or seem to cause, change of nature."
Young England, who was by no means highly-strung or imaginative, looked
politely dubious, but the doctor was evidently pleased.
"An ally!" he cried.
He glanced at me for an instant, then added:
"You've got a case that proves i
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