26/61 "I had no idea that I could be so eloquent, Jack. But my mind has become curiously clear during the last year--strangely and unusually limpid and precise. Why, my poor friend, every plot of yours and of your friends--every underhand attempt to discredit and injure me has been perfectly apparent to me. You supposed that my headaches, my outbursts of anger, my wretched nights, passed in tears--and the long, long days spent kneeling in the ashes of dead memories--all these you supposed had weakened--perhaps unsettled--my mind. |