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The doctor was, without a doubt, suffering badly from nerves. He was walking up and down Matresser's den when the latter entered, he was still wearing the clothes in which he had started the day's shooting, and by this time he presented a more or less dishevelled appearance.
"My dear fellow," Matresser remonstrated, "what on earth's the matter with you?"