“I had thorough ‘wind up,’ my nerves being already upset from the first strenuous five days, but pretended to be frightened at finding myself amongst so many strangers. I fingered the Bible nervously, opening it every now and then. The conversation ran something as follows:
Doctor. “What is the book you are always reading?”
Hill. “The Bible.”
Doctor. “Why do you read it so much?”
Hill. “It is the only hope in this wicked world. Don’t you read the Bible?”
Doctor. “Who are you that you should call the whole world wicked—are you a priest?”
Hill. “No.”
Doctor. “What religion do you believe in?”
Hill. “I believe in all religions. There is only one God.”
Doctor. “Have any of your people suffered from insanity?”