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Poe, Edgar Allen

"Hans Phaall"

My sensations, however, upon thus
recovering, were by no means so rife with agony as might have been
anticipated. Indeed, there was much of incipient madness in the calm
survey which I began to take of my situation. I drew up to my eyes
each of my hands, one after the other, and wondered what occurrence
could have given rise to the swelling of the veins, and the horrible
blackness of the fingemails. I afterward carefully examined my head,
shaking it repeatedly, and feeling it with minute attention, until I
succeeded in satisfying myself that it was not, as I had more than
half suspected, larger than my balloon. Then, in a knowing manner, I
felt in both my breeches pockets, and, missing therefrom a set of
tablets and a toothpick case, endeavored to account for their
disappearance, and not being able to do so, felt inexpressibly
chagrined. It now occurred to me that I suffered great uneasiness in
the joint of my left ankle, and a dim consciousness of my situation
began to glimmer through my mind.


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