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XXIV
GRAND HÔTEL
When Doctor Pilkington introduced himself
to me as the doyen of the foreign doctors
he usurped the title which belonged to another
man, far superior to the rest of us foreign doctors
in Rome. Let me write here his real name in
full letters as it is written in my memory in
letters of gold—old Doctor Erhardt, one of the
best doctors and one of the most kind-hearted
men I have ever met. Survival from the
vanished Rome of Pio Nono, his reputation had
stood the wear and tear of over forty years of
practice in the Eternal City. Although over
seventy he was still in full possession of his
mental and physical vigour, day and night on
the go, always ready to help, rich and poor all
the same to him. He was the most perfect
type I have ever seen of the family doctor of
bygone times, now almost extinct—so much the
worse for suffering humanity. It was impossible
not to love him, impossible not to trust him.
I am sure he had never had an enemy during
his long life except Professor Baccelli. He was
a German by birth, and had there been many
like him in the Fatherland in 1914 there would
never have been a war.
That so many people even among his former
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