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was forever before my eyes, and I raved incessantly concerning
him. Doubtless my words surprised Henry; he at first believed
them to be the wanderings of my disturbed imagination, but the
pertinacity with which I continually recurred to the same subject
persuaded him that my disorder indeed owed its origin to some
uncommon and terrible event.
By very slow degrees, and with frequent relap