Failing that, I must go mad.

One can recover from madness, you know." "Yes," said Matilde, thoughtfully.

"But it is a very difficult thing to do well.

They have expert doctors, who know the real thing from the imitation." Gregorio looked up suddenly.
"She could not go mad, could she ?" he asked, a quiver of cunning intelligence making his stony mask quiver.

"Are there not things--is there not something--you know--something that produces that?
What is all this talk, nowadays, about hypnotic suggestion ?" "Fairy tales!" exclaimed Matilde, incredulously.