Doctor Snellius brought his round spectacles to bear on me, and stared at me with a look of the profoundest astonishment.
"It is no hallucination, doctor," I said; "this is really myself."
"George, mammoth, man, how come you here, and in this questionable shape?" cried the doctor, holding out both his hands.
"Hush, doctor," I said, "I am here incognito, and must deny myself the pleasure of embracing you."
"Don't tell me you have run away, and that too after I expressly forbade you," said the doctor, in a low, anxious tone.
I set his mind at rest on this point.
"Heaven be thanked!" he said; "not forgetting also to thank me, or rather her. How did you find her?"
"I have not yet seen her, doctor."
"And you have been here two weeks? Shameful! incredible! Where is my lantern, that I may dash it to pieces, for now I give up forever the hope of finding a man. Go! I will never see you again."
"When shall I come to see you, doctor?"