Could there be anything worse from the point of view of his undeniable cleverness?
What a fatal aberration of an acute mind! He did not recognize himself there.

He must have been mad.

That's it.

A sudden gust of madness.

And now the work of long years was destroyed utterly.
What would become of him?
Before he could answer that question he found himself in the garden before his house, Hudig's wedding gift.