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shrank from the wound only there was nowhere to shrink. A little 

 before, I had merely felt the cruel element in helpless passivity ; now, 

 a still more crushing probe came ; for an instant it forced all my atoms 

 into one solid steel-mass of intense agony then, when things couldn't 

 go much farther, and all must be over, a sense of reaction emerged; 

 there was a loosening, and I was urged into relief by uttering from my 

 very depths what seemed not so much (at first) a piteous remonstrance 

 as a piteous ' expression ' (like an imitation) of the pain : in fact, the 

 sense of woe had got also outside, and I heard it, a very low, infinitely 

 genuine, moan. . . . The next second there was a change : hitherto it 

 had been pain partout now there came a quick concentration, the 

 pain all ran together (like quicksilver), and I suddenly was aware that 

 it was (localized) up on the right; while, simultaneously with this 

 recognition of locality, a feeling of incipient resistance began to be in 

 other parts (not that I felt them except just as other parts) of me from 

 which the pain had receded. The pain itself was no less intense, rather 

 more vivid, only I seemed to take it in a more lively manner : my ut- 

 tering of a moan was no longer a mere faithful representation out into 

 the air of what was inside me, but I had a slight sense of making an 

 appeal for sympathy : to whom or to what I did not know, for there 

 was no one or anything there. I was just going to utter a yet louder 

 moan as a fresh, fearful imposition of force plunged into me when, 

 there in front of me, to the left of my pain, was that girl, with those 

 lovely ankles, and the graceful, Zingari brown stockings. ... I felt, 

 as distinctly as if some one had told me aloud, that I would not make 

 any cry, that it was not the thing. 



. " Now came an agonizing, cold wrench, and two or three more suc- 

 cessively, in such a hideously rough fashion, that the girl went, and 

 everything was tortured out of me but the darkness and the gigantic 

 racking, swaying torture which was excruciating my right side. An 

 iron force, like a million-horse power, had hold of me, and I was being 

 pulled upward and out of where I was, while I myself seemed another 

 million-horse power which would not be pulled : the pain was some- 

 thing to be remembered. But up I came, the darkness got denser (I 

 went so fast) ; it was vibrating, the dense agony vibrated faster ; I 

 was quivering, struggling, kicking out ; everything was a convulsion of 

 torture, my head seemed to come to the surface, a glimpse of light and 

 air broke on the darkness, voices came through to me, and words ; I 

 recognized that a ' tooth ' was being slowly twisted out of my jaw, then 

 I groaned imploringly, in true earthly style, as if this was too much, 

 and I ought to be let alone now I Avas getting my head out ; then I 

 swallowed in air, made an exertion with my 'chest,' found my 'arms ' 

 were pressing something hard, grasped the ' chair,' and pushed myself 

 up out in bewildered light, just as the dentist threw away the second 

 right molar from the upper jaw." 



Concerning this account it may be remarked, on the one hand, that 



