He was all shaken up by this talking about the dreadful riddle of his illness.
He calmed himself, and began to converse with the doctor, who let himself down squarely into a chair, with an affable manner.

He started several topics, then in spite of himself returned to the sinister thing he carried within him, his disease.
"Disgusting!" he said.
"Bah!" said the doctor, who was blase.
Then he rose.
"Well, till to-morrow!" "Yes, for the consultation." "Yes.

Well, good-by!" The doctor went out, lightly carrying the burden of misery and cruel memories, the weight of which he had ceased to feel.
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