“You confuse me—I do not assent, but I cannot now contend.”
“I will leave you—leave you with this single remark, that not only did you owe your former reformation to religion, but there is religion now dealing with your heart, and your affection for Louise will return with the ready admission of religious instruction and the performance of religious duties.”
“I think I love her now as well as ever.”
“Then I shall hear more to-morrow of your experience.”
The night was one of nervous irritability, and poor Adolph presented to the surgeon the next morning, one of the worst cases of relapse in the hospital, and Klemm was early summoned to the room of his patient. The day was passed in painful aberration of mind, and short unrefreshing sleep.
The evening found the sufferer somewhat relieved.
“What can I do for you more?” said Klemm, as he smoothed down the pillow after assisting Adolph to acquire a comfortable position.
“That voice again!” said Adolph, “and no German.”
“I have got clear of my German accent by conversing with you.”
“Only at times,” said Adolph.