"In a month or two, the doctor says the medicine will get hold of him." I could say nothing on my side--I could only reproach myself bitterly for disputing with him and exciting him, and leading perhaps to the hideous seizure which had attacked him in my presence for the second time.
The fit on this occasion was a short one.

Perhaps the drug was already beginning to have some influence over him?
In twenty minutes, he was able to resume his chair, and to go on talking to me.
"You think I shall horrify you when my face has turned blue," he said with a faint smile.

"Don't I horrify you now when you see me in convulsions on the floor ?" I entreated him to dwell on it no more.
"God knows," I said, "you have convinced me--obstinate as I am.

Let us try to think of nothing now but of the prospect of your being cured.

What do you wish me to do ?" "You have great influence over Lucilla," he said.