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p style="max-height: 999999px;"Once again, I put pen to paper, even though this time it is not for the public to read, but for me; and solely fort this purpose. Well, at least for half a century from the day of my death, that is, for this is when this document can be next opened. I reckon I might tell my dear friend Dr. Watson. He deserves to know and I trust him more than anyone else these days./p
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p style="max-height: 999999px;"I remember my first months at College. To be frank (which I can doubtless be in this document) it was not at all a pleasant time. Not because I had neither friends nor acquaintances, but for the simple reason that; despite the fact I was a complete stranger to the life as a student, and (not unlike my brother Mycroft) have a slight aversion to new situations; it was plainly put a bore. Certainly, this state of boredom only lasted until I had settled, and had found a routine I could follow, which again, was to be disturbed very soon./p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"It was Sunday the 5th of November in the year of 1875. A date I presume, I will always be able to recall. The clock was just about to strike ten, and I had to hurry to get to the chapel in time. We, the students were expected to be seen taking part at the mass at least once a week. New and unacquainted with the rules as I was, I worried over being late. I had left my room with the utmost hurry, crossed the lawn like lightning and was now pacing down the alleyway which lead down to the small church. So distraught was I, that I didn't even hear the man shout behind me./p
p style="max-height: 999999px;""Watch out man! The animal is loose!"/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"In the very same instant, I tripped over something soft and furry. It turned out to be a black and white bull-terrier. Having of course infuriated the animal, it immediately dug its strong jaws into the nearest part of me, which was; and I think it is rightful to say this; luckily only my right ankle./p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"Oh what a pain that was! I cannot remember having felt anything as dreadful ever after. I know now why pets were not usually permitted on the college grounds. It was also then that I realised that this young man's father must be someone of influence. The owner of the dog approached me. His eyes were filled with despair. Muttering a thousand apologies, he knelt down beside me into the snow. I could only hear him, for the sharp pain forced me to close my eyes. The dog had long returned to its master, most likely expecting a treat for hunting down such gigantic a prey: me./p
p style="max-height: 999999px;""I am sorry, sir! Now please keep calm and listen to me." his tone was serious but even then I could hear how bad he felt for having let this happen./p
p style="max-height: 999999px;""My name is Trevor, and I am a medical student. I will now stop the bleeding and help you to the infirmary."/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"Clenching my jaw in pain, all I could do was to nod; and this I did./p
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p style="max-height: 999999px;"It was quite some work, getting me to the infirmary. The bleeding was being held back by Trevor's scarf. He helped me by offering his shoulder as a support. When we finally reached the door of the little hospital, my foot was numb, as were my fingers; even though I wore gloves. Despite the odd groan or grunt on my behalf, the way (which seemed much longer now than before) was passed in silence./p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"The local doctor, who resided within the College's premises, examined my wound, cleaned, disinfected it and put a proper bandage around it. He then ordered Trevor to see me to my chamber; and myself to not leave it for at least a week. It was ten days I spent; bound to this tiny room; with only little distraction, apart from a visit by this strange man, who introduced himself to me as Victor Trevor./p
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p style="max-height: 999999px;"Once again, I put pen to paper, even though this time it is not for the public to read, but for me; and solely fort this purpose. Well, at least for half a century from the day of my death, that is, for this is when this document can be next opened. I reckon I might tell my dear friend Dr. Watson. He deserves to know and I trust him more than anyone else these days./p
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p style="max-height: 999999px;"I remember my first months at College. To be frank (which I can doubtless be in this document) it was not at all a pleasant time. Not because I had neither friends nor acquaintances, but for the simple reason that; despite the fact I was a complete stranger to the life as a student, and (not unlike my brother Mycroft) have a slight aversion to new situations; it was plainly put a bore. Certainly, this state of boredom only lasted until I had settled, and had found a routine I could follow, which again, was to be disturbed very soon./p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"It was Sunday the 5th of November in the year of 1875. A date I presume, I will always be able to recall. The clock was just about to strike ten, and I had to hurry to get to the chapel in time. We, the students were expected to be seen taking part at the mass at least once a week. New and unacquainted with the rules as I was, I worried over being late. I had left my room with the utmost hurry, crossed the lawn like lightning and was now pacing down the alleyway which lead down to the small church. So distraught was I, that I didn't even hear the man shout behind me./p
p style="max-height: 999999px;""Watch out man! The animal is loose!"/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"In the very same instant, I tripped over something soft and furry. It turned out to be a black and white bull-terrier. Having of course infuriated the animal, it immediately dug its strong jaws into the nearest part of me, which was; and I think it is rightful to say this; luckily only my right ankle./p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"Oh what a pain that was! I cannot remember having felt anything as dreadful ever after. I know now why pets were not usually permitted on the college grounds. It was also then that I realised that this young man's father must be someone of influence. The owner of the dog approached me. His eyes were filled with despair. Muttering a thousand apologies, he knelt down beside me into the snow. I could only hear him, for the sharp pain forced me to close my eyes. The dog had long returned to its master, most likely expecting a treat for hunting down such gigantic a prey: me./p
p style="max-height: 999999px;""I am sorry, sir! Now please keep calm and listen to me." his tone was serious but even then I could hear how bad he felt for having let this happen./p
p style="max-height: 999999px;""My name is Trevor, and I am a medical student. I will now stop the bleeding and help you to the infirmary."/p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"Clenching my jaw in pain, all I could do was to nod; and this I did./p
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p style="max-height: 999999px;"It was quite some work, getting me to the infirmary. The bleeding was being held back by Trevor's scarf. He helped me by offering his shoulder as a support. When we finally reached the door of the little hospital, my foot was numb, as were my fingers; even though I wore gloves. Despite the odd groan or grunt on my behalf, the way (which seemed much longer now than before) was passed in silence./p
p style="max-height: 999999px;"The local doctor, who resided within the College's premises, examined my wound, cleaned, disinfected it and put a proper bandage around it. He then ordered Trevor to see me to my chamber; and myself to not leave it for at least a week. It was ten days I spent; bound to this tiny room; with only little distraction, apart from a visit by this strange man, who introduced himself to me as Victor Trevor./p
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