I'll forget it."
"You can forget it or remember it, just as you like. I don't see
you in the witnessbox. Quite another shaped box, my good Holmes,
I assure you. It matters nothing to me that you should know how
my nephew died. It's not him we are talking about. It's you."
"Yes, yes."
"The fellow who came for me--I've forgotten his name--said that
you contracted it down in the East End among the sailors."
"I could only account for it so."
"You are proud of your brains, Holmes, are you not? Think
yourself smart, don't you? You came across someone who was
smarter this time. Now cast your mind back, Holmes. Can you
think of no other way you could have got this thing?"
"I can't think. My mind is gone. For heaven's sake help me!"
"Yes, I will help you. I'll help you to understand just where
you are and how you got there. I'd like you to know before you
die."
"Give me something to ease my pain."
"Painful, is it? Yes, the coolies used to do some squealing
towards the end. Takes you as cramp, I fancy."
"Yes, yes; it is cramp."
"Well, you can hear what I say, anyhow. Listen now! Can you
remember any unusual incident in your life just about the time
your symptoms began?"
"No, no; nothing.
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