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"
But
what
?
"
Kaethe
demanded
.
"
Do
you
think
that
sort
of
thing
does
the
Clinic
any
good
?
The
liquor
I
smelt
on
him
tonight
,
and
several
other
times
since
he
’
s
been
back
.
"
She
slowed
her
voice
to
fit
the
gravity
of
what
she
was
about
to
say
:
"
Dick
is
no
longer
a
serious
man
.
"
Franz
rocked
his
shoulders
up
the
stairs
,
shaking
off
her
persistence
.
In
their
bedroom
he
turned
on
her
.
"
He
is
most
certainly
a
serious
man
and
a
brilliant
man
.
Of
all
the
men
who
have
recently
taken
their
degrees
in
neuropathology
in
Zurich
,
Dick
has
been
regarded
as
the
most
brilliant
—
more
brilliant
than
I
could
ever
be
.
"
"
For
shame
!
"
"
It
’
s
the
truth
—
the
shame
would
be
not
to
admit
it
.
I
turn
to
Dick
when
cases
are
highly
involved
.
His
publications
are
still
standard
in
their
line
—
go
into
any
medical
library
and
ask
.
Most
students
think
he
’
s
an
Englishman
—
they
don
’
t
believe
that
such
thoroughness
could
come
out
of
America
.
"
He
groaned
domestically
,
taking
his
pajamas
from
under
the
pillow
,
"
I
can
’
t
understand
why
you
talk
this
way
,
Kaethe
—
I
thought
you
liked
him
.
"
"
For
shame
!
"
Kaethe
said
.
"
You
’
re
the
solid
one
,
you
do
the
work
.
It
’
s
a
case
of
hare
and
tortoise
—
and
in
my
opinion
the
hare
’
s
race
is
almost
done
.
"
"
Tch
!
Tch
!
"
"
Very
well
,
then
.
It
’
s
true
.
"
