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According to her own confession she had already
been once to my house, my diabolical plan to
take advantage of her a second time had only
miscarried by a mere accident. It was a criminal
offence, he ought to hand me over to the police
but for the honour of the profession and the red
ribbon in my buttonhole he would let me off by
turning me out of the hospital, he wished never
to set his eyes on me again.
I felt as if struck by lightning, my tongue stuck
to my palate, I could not utter a word.
Suddenly as I realized the real meaning of his
abominable accusation my fear left me. I answered
angrily that it was he and his followers and not
I who had brought ruin to this girl who had
entered the hospital as a strong and healthy
peasant girl and would leave it as a lunatic if she
remained there much longer. I had adopted the
only course open to me to return her to her old
parents. I had failed to rescue her and I was
sorry I had failed.
“Assez, Monsieur!” he shouted.
He turned to the chef de clinique and told him
to accompany me to the porter’s lodge with
orders from himself to refuse to let me enter
the hospital again, adding that if his own
authority was not sufficient to exclude me from his
clinic he would report the matter to the Assistance
Publique. He rose from his chair and walked
out of the room with his slow, heavy step.
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