The Freemason's Daughter: A Novel — page 58: what you’re looking at

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THE FREEMASONS DAUGHTER. 49 The poor fellow, who had no recollection of his being brought there, or the time which had intervened, believed, from the gravity with which the assertion was made, that it was really the case, that he had been mad. Clasping his hands, he looked piteously in his com- panion’s face, and exclaimed : « But I am sane now.” ‘© We shall see—we shall see! Do you see that man with a cap and feather ?”’ “< Yes.” ‘< That is the doctor of the establishment. He dis- guises himself in that way to watch his patients. And the old man with a fiddle ?”’ “IT see.” ‘¢ He is Orpheus, the Greek musician; but mad, sir —mad as a March hare! But there,’ added the speaker, with an air of pity, pointing at the same time to a dull-looking idiot; “‘ there is the most remarkable case in the entire establishment. Would you believe it? That wretched-looking—in fact, I may say that extremely plain—individual fancies himself the Arch- angel Gabriel.” ‘“< Impossible !”’ ‘< Now, sir, [”’—shrieked the maniac, for such poor Gridley’s companion really was—‘ I am the Archangel Gabriel—I bear the sword of heaven—the bolts of Jupiter. Down Satan!” he added, stamping his foot firmly on the ground; “down, Satan, I hold thee fast !”” Gridley was overwhelmed with terror; but before he vol. 1. E COUN Goo! SS (SO