Isn't it tiresome?
MRS HUSHABYE [going past the nurse to Mangan's side, and
inspecting him less credulously than Mazzini]. Nonsense! he is
not dead: he is only asleep. I can see him breathing.
GUINNESS. But why won't he wake?
MAZZINI [speaking very politely into Mangan's ear]. Mangan! My
dear Mangan! [he blows into Mangan's ear].
MRS HUSHABYE. That's no good [she shakes him vigorously]. Mr
Mangan, wake up. Do you hear? [He begins to roll over]. Oh!
Nurse, nurse: he's falling: help me.
Nurse Guinness rushes to the rescue. With Mazzini's assistance,
Mangan is propped safely up again.
GUINNESS [behind the chair; bending over to test the case with
her nose]. Would he be drunk, do you think, pet?
MRS HUSHABYE. Had he any of papa's rum?
MAZZINI. It can't be that: he is most abstemious. I am afraid he
drank too much formerly, and has to drink too little now. You
know, Mrs Hushabye, I really think he has been hypnotized.
GUINNESS. Hip no what, sir?
MAZZINI. One evening at home, after we had seen a hypnotizing
performance, the children began playing at it; and Ellie stroked
my head. I assure you I went off dead asleep; and they had to
send for a professional to wake me up after I had slept eighteen
hours. They had to carry me upstairs; and as the poor children
were not very strong, they let me slip; and I rolled right down
the whole flight and never woke up.
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