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raws him into a corner, and whispers].

The Absolute Reason
departed this life at eleven last night.

PEER

God help me-!

BEGRIFFENFELDT

Why, yes, it's extremely deplorable.
And as I'm placed, you see, it is doubly unpleasant;
for this institution has passed up to now
for what's called a madhouse.

PEER

A madhouse, ha!

BEGRIFFENFELDT

Not now, understand!

PEER [softly, pale with fear].

Now I see what the place is!
And the man is mad;-and there's none that knows it!
[Tries to steal away.]

BEGRIFFENFELDT [following him].

However, I hope you don't misunderstand me?
When I said he was dead, I was talking stuff.
He's beside himself. Started clean out of his skin,-
just like my compatriot Munchausen's fox.

PEER

Excuse me a moment-

BEGRIFFENFELDT [hol