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Strindberg, August, 1849-1912

"Married"

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"You think, then, that we ought to live in the country?"
"Certainly, if you believe that it would do you good. You are not
suffering from any organic disease, but your nerves are unstrung;
country air would no doubt benefit you."
Adeline returned home to her husband very depressed.
"Well?"
"The professor had sentenced her to death if she remained in town."
The lawyer was much upset. But since the fact that his distress was
mainly caused by the thought of giving up his practice was very
apparent, she held that she had absolute proof that the question of
her health was a matter of no importance to him.
"What? He didn't believe that it was a matter of life and death?
Didn't he think the professor knew better than he? Was he going to let
her die?"
He was not going to let her die. He bought an estate in the country
and engaged an inspector to look after it.
As a sheriff and a district-judge were living on the spot, the lawyer
had no occupation. The days seemed to him as endless as they were
unpleasant. Since his income had stopped with his practice, he was
compelled to live on his wife's money. In the first six months he read
a great deal and played "Fortuna." In the second six months he gave up
reading, as it served no object.


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