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ding him back].
- I meant like an eel;-
- it was not like a fox. A needle through his eye;-
- and he writhed on the wall-
PEER
- Where can rescue be found!
BEGRIFFENFELDT
- A snick round his neck, and whip! out of his skin!
PEER
- He's raving! He's utterly out of his wits!
BEGRIFFENFELDT
- Now it's patent, and can't be dissimulated,
- that this from-himself-going must have for result
- a complete revolution by sea and land.
- The persons one hitherto reckoned as mad,
- you see, became normal last night at eleven,
- accordant with Reason in its newest phase.
- And more, if the matter be rightly regarded,
- it's patent that, at the aforementioned hour,
- the sane folks, so called, began forthwith to rave.
PEER
- You mentioned the hour, sir, my time is but scant-
BEGRIFFENFELDT
- Your time, did you say? There you jog my remembrance!
- [Opens a door and calls out.]
- Come forth all! The time that shall be is proclaimed!
- Reason is dead and gone; long live Peer Gynt!
