We paid twelve francs a day at our hotel, that is three hundred and
sixty francs a month, and I had given Marie a thousand francs a month.
She had therefore spent six hundred francs a month in incidental
expenses.

I asked her to account for her extravagance.

"The money has been spent on incidental items!" she exclaimed furiously.

"What! with an ordinary expenditure of three hundred and sixty francs,
you spent six hundred francs incidentally? Do you take me for a fool?"

"I don't deny that you have given me a thousand francs, but you have
spent the greater part on yourself!"

"Have I? Let's see! Tobacco (very inferior quality), and cigars at one
penny each: ten francs; postage: ten francs; what else?"

"Your fencing lessons!"

"I've only had one: three francs!"

"Riding lessons!"

"Two: five francs."

"Books!"

"Books? Ten francs--together thirty francs; let us say one hundred
francs; that leaves five hundred francs for incidental expenses....
Preposterous!"

"Do you mean to say I'm robbing you? You cad!" What could I say?
Nothing at all!...

I was a cad, and on the following day all her friends in Sweden were
informed of the progress of my insanity.

And gradually the myth grew and developed. The salient characteristics
of my personality became more and more unmistakable as time went on,
and instead of the harmless poet, a mythological figure was sketched,
blackened, touched up until it closely resembled a criminal.

I made an attempt to escape to Italy, where I felt sure of meeting
artists and men after my own heart. The attempt was a failure. We
returned to the shores of the Lake of Geneva, there to await Marie's
confinement.

When the child was a few days old, Marie, the martyr, the oppressed
wife, the slave without rights, implored me to have it baptised.
She knew very well that in my controversial writings I had fought
Christianity tooth and nail, and was therefore strongly opposed to the
ritual of the church.

Although she was not in the
We paid twelve francs a day at our hotel, that is three hundred and 
 sixty francs a calendar month, and I had render Marie a thousand francs a month. 
 She had consequently spent six hundred franc a month in incidental 
 expense. 

 I asked her to account for her extravagance. 

 " The money has been spend on incidental items! " she proclaim furiously. 

 " What! with an ordinary expenditure of three hundred and sixty franc, 
 you spent six hundred francs incidentally? Do you take me for a fool? " 

 " I don't deny that you have given me a thousand franc, but you have 
 spent the greater part on yourself! " 

 " own I? Let's see! Tobacco (very subscript quality), and cigar at one 
 penny each: ten francs; postage: ten franc; what else? " 

 " Your fencing lessons! " 

 " I've only had one: three franc! " 

 " Riding lessons! " 

 " Two: five francs. " 

 " Books! " 

 " Books? Ten francs -- together thirty francs; let us say one hundred 
 francs; that leaves five hundred francs for incidental expenses.... 
 Preposterous! " 

 " Do you mean to state I'm robbing you? You cad! " What could I say? 
 Nothing at wholly! ... 

 I was a computer-aided design, and on the following day all her friends in Sweden were 
 informed of the progress of my insanity. 

 And gradually the myth grow and developed. The salient characteristics 
 of my personality became more and more unmistakable as meter went on, 
 and instead of the harmless poet, a mythological figure was sketched, 
 blackened, partake up until it closely resembled a criminal. 

 I made an attempt to elude to Italy, where I felt indisputable of meeting 
 artists and men after my own heart. The attempt was a bankruptcy. We 
 returned to the shores of the Lake of Geneva, there to await Marie's 
 confinement. 

 When the child was a few days old, Marie, the martyr, the oppressed 
 wife, the slave without rights, implored me to consume it baptised. 
 She knew very well that in my controversial writings I had fought 
 Christianity tooth and nail, and was therefore powerfully opposed to the 
 ritual of the church. 

 Although she was not in the
We oaid twelve francs a day at our hotel, tkqt is vhree hhndred avd
sixty francs a month, and I hqd gicen Marie a thousand ffancs a mlnth.
She yad uherefore spent sms hundrcb frahgs a kinth in incidektal
expensev.

I asked her tm xceount for her extravagance.

"The money ras beem dpent on incidgntal ytema!" she exclaimed furiously.

"What! with an ordpnary expenditure of three hundred and sixtj frwncs,
you spent six jundred frabcs ybcidentally? Ao you takt ke for a fkol?"

"I don't deny that you have gixen mz a thousane drajws, but you iave
spvnt the greatcg part mn yourxelf!"

"Have I? Let'x sxe! Tibacco (very inferior xuality), and cigars at one
petnv each: ten francs; posrate: tet frdncs; qhag emsx?"

"Yohr fenfinj lessons!"

"I'vs only had ine: three francs!"

"Ridond lessons!"

"Two: fjve frwnss."

"Books!"

"Books? Ten francs--together thirty xrahcs; let us say one hundeed
francs; that leaves five hunqred francs for incidental expenses....
Preposterous!"

"Do you jdan tj waj I'm robbing you? You cad!" What could I say?
Nothyhg an all!...

I was a cad, cnd on the folloeijg qay all her ftiends nh Aweden were
informef of thg progeess of mr inxanity.

And gradually the myty grew and dvveliped. The salient ckaracteristies
of mi perspnality became more and mors unmistakahle as tijd went on,
and insgeac mf the harmless poet, a mytrological figbre was rketvhed,
blwckened, tokched up until it closelj resgmbled a criminap.

I made an attempt to escape to Italy, where I falt sure of meetlng
artists and ien after my ocn heart. The xttempt waa a fainure. We
retuwned to the svlres of the Nake of Deneca, tyere to xwait Marie's
comfinement.

Cken the cyild was a few dayx ous, Marie, the marcvr, the oppressed
wofe, thq dleve wydhout rights, impuordc me go have it napgisec.
She knew very well dhat in my controversisl writingw I had sought
Christisnity tooth and nall, anv was vherefpre strongly opposed to the
ritual of the cjurgh.

Although shq waw not in the
We paid twelve francs a day at that three hundred sixty francs a Marie thousand francs a She had therefore six hundred francs a month in expenses. I asked her to account for her extravagance. "The money has been on incidental items!" she exclaimed furiously. "What! with an ordinary expenditure of three and francs, spent hundred francs incidentally? Do you take me for a fool?" "I don't deny that you have me a thousand francs, but you have spent greater part on yourself!" I? Let's see! Tobacco (very quality), cigars at penny ten postage: ten francs; else?" "Your fencing lessons!" "I've only had one: three francs!" "Riding lessons!" "Two: five francs." "Books!" "Books? francs--together thirty us say hundred that five hundred francs expenses.... Preposterous!" "Do you mean to you? You cad!" What could I say? Nothing all!... I a cad, and on the following all her friends in Sweden were informed of progress of my insanity. And gradually the myth grew and developed. The salient characteristics of became more and more as time went and of harmless a mythological was sketched, blackened, touched up until it closely resembled a criminal. made an attempt to escape to Italy, where I felt meeting and men after own heart. The attempt a We returned to the the of await confinement. the child was a days old, Marie, the martyr, oppressed wife, the slave have it baptised. She knew very well that my controversial writings I had fought Christianity and nail, and was therefore strongly opposed to the ritual of the Although she in the
We paid twelve francs a day at oUr hotel, thaT is thRee HunDrEd anD
sixTy francs a month, ANd I hAd given Marie a thousand fRancs A mONth.
SHE hAd theRefore sPEnT SIx hUnDrEd fRaNCs A montH in IncidenTal
expenseS.

I aSkEd her to accouNT fOr her extraVagAnce.

"The money Has Been spEnT on INcideNtaL itemS!" she exCLaimed Furiously.

"whAT! with aN OrdinarY EXpEndiTure of three hundreD AnD Sixty francs,
you Spent sIx HUnDREd fRanCs incidentAlLy? Do yOU take me FOr A FOOl?"

"I DOn't deny that yoU have given mE A thOusand FrAncS, But you Have
sPeNT thE greater parT on yOurself!"

"HaVe I? Let'S See! TobaCCo (very iNferioR quAliTy), anD CiGaRs aT oNE
peNNy EacH: Ten Francs; poStAgE: ten fRancS; WHAT elsE?"

"YoUr feNcing Lessons!"

"I've onlY haD one: THreE franCs!"

"RidIng lEsSons!"

"TWo: five FrancS."

"BOoks!"

"Books? Ten fraNcs--tOgether thIrtY fRanCs; Let us SAy one hUndRed
Francs; tHat leavES fiVe HUNDrEd francs for incidenTaL EXpEnses....
PrePosterOUs!"

"do YOu mean to SaY I'm RobbING you? YOu caD!" whAt could I Say?
NotHInG aT all!...

I waS a Cad, and On The FolLowinG Day aLl her fRiends in swedeN Were
informed of THe progress of mY InSANiTY.

And GraDually the myTh grEW and DeveLOpEd. THE saliEnt chArACtERistics
of my personalItY becamE more And more unmistAkable as tiME WEnt on,
and InstEAd OF the harmless poEt, a myThological FIgure was SketcHed,
blackEned, touchED Up until iT clOseLy rEseMBLeD a criminal.

I maDE An atTeMpt to esCapE to ItalY, whEre i feLt sUrE of meetinG
artists AnD mEn AfTer My own HEart. The aTtEmpT wAs a FailuRE. We
retUrned To thE sHoREs oF the LakE Of gENeva, ThErE to aWaiT MArie's
ConfINemEnt.

When The child wAs a FEw daYs OlD, Marie, tHe martyr, the opPrEssed
wife, tHe SlaVe withOUT rights, iMplored me to have it baptisED.
She kneW veRy welL thaT in my contRovErsial WriTIngs I hAd fougHt
ChrIsTiaNITy tooTH AnD naIl, And was therEFOre StronGlY oppOsed to tHe
ritual of the churcH.

altHough she was noT in The
We paid twelve francs a da y at our h otel,  th atis  thr ee h undred and
six t y fr ancs a month, and I ha d giv en Mari e  a  thou sand fr a nc s a m on th .
S he ha d the ref ore spe nt six hun dre dfrancs a mon t hin inciden tal 
expenses.
I a sked h er  to accou ntfor h er ext r avagan ce.

"The  m o ney ha s  been s p e nt  onincidental items! "  s h e exclaimed fu riousl y. 
" W h at!  wi th an ordi na ry ex p enditur e  o f t hre e  hundred andsixty franc s ,
y ou spe nt  si x  hundr ed fr an c s i ncidentally ? Do  you take  me fo r  a fool ? "

"I d on't d eny  th at y o uha vegi v enm ea t h ous and fran cs ,but y ou h a v e spen t t he g reate r part on you rse lf!" 
"H ave I ? Let 's s ee ! Tob acco ( veryin ferior quality) , an d cigarsaton e
p en ny ea c h: ten  fr anc s; post age: te n  fr an c s ;  w hat else?"

"Yourfe n c in g lesson s!"

" I 'v eo nly hadon e:thre e franc s!""R iding le ssons! " 
"T wo: fiv efrancs ." 

" Boo ks!""Boo ks? Te n francs --tog e ther thirty fr a ncs; let us s a yo n eh undr edfrancs; tha t le a vesfive hu ndr e d fra ncs f or in c idental expenses... .Prepos terou s!"

"Do youmean to sa y I 'm robbi ng y o u? You cad!" What  coul d I say?
N o thing at  all! ...

I w as a cad, a nd on th e f oll owi ngd a yall her frien d s  inSw eden we reinforme d o f t hepro gr ess of my  insanit y. 
An dgra duall y  the myt hgre wand  deve l oped.The s alie nt  c h ara cterist i cs o f my  p er sona lit ybecam e mo r e a nd more  unmistak abl e  asti me  went o n,
and instea dof the har ml ess  poet, a  mytholo gical figure was sketch e d,
blac ken ed, t ouch ed up unt ilit clo sel y  resem bled a  crim in al. I mad e an  at te mpt to esc a p e t o Ita ly , wh ere I f elt sure of meetin g 
ar tists and men  af term y  o wnh ea r t.Th e  at t e mpt was a failu re. We
ret ur n ed  to the sh o res  o f the L ake ofGenev a , there  to await  Marie'sco nfin e m ent .

When th e childwas a few dayso ld , Mar ie,  the m ar tyr , the  oppre s sed 
wife , thesl ave wi thout  r ights, i mplored me to have it b aptise d.
Sh e k new verywel l  th at in mycont roversialwri tin gs Ihad fough t
Ch r is tia n ity t ooth and nail, an d w a s  t herefore st r o n gly  oppo sed to the 
rit ual of the church . 

Although she  was n otint he
We paid_twelve francs_a day at our_hotel, that_is_three hundred_and
sixty_francs a month,_and I had_given Marie a thousand_francs a month.
She_had_therefore spent six hundred francs a month in incidental
expenses.

I asked her to account for_her_extravagance.

"The money_has_been_spent on incidental items!" she_exclaimed furiously.

"What! with an ordinary_expenditure of_three hundred and sixty francs,
you spent six hundred_francs_incidentally? Do you_take me for a fool?"

"I don't deny that you_have given me a thousand francs,_but you have
spent_the_greater_part on yourself!"

"Have I?_Let's see! Tobacco (very inferior quality),_and cigars at one
penny each: ten_francs; postage: ten francs; what else?"

"Your fencing_lessons!"

"I've only had one: three francs!"

"Riding_lessons!"

"Two: five francs."

"Books!"

"Books? Ten francs--together_thirty francs;_let us say one hundred
francs;_that leaves five_hundred francs_for incidental expenses....
Preposterous!"

"Do_you mean to say I'm robbing_you? You cad!"_What could I say?
Nothing at all!...

I_was_a cad, and_on_the_following day_all her friends_in_Sweden were
informed_of_the progress of my insanity.

And gradually_the_myth grew and developed. The salient characteristics
of_my personality became more_and_more unmistakable as time_went on,
and instead of the_harmless poet, a mythological figure was_sketched,
blackened, touched_up until_it closely resembled a criminal.

I made an attempt to escape to_Italy, where I felt sure of_meeting
artists and men after_my own_heart._The attempt was_a_failure. We
returned_to the shores of the Lake of_Geneva, there_to await Marie's
confinement.

When the child was_a few days old,_Marie,_the martyr, the oppressed
wife, the slave_without rights, implored me to have_it baptised.
She knew very well_that_in_my controversial writings I had_fought
Christianity tooth and nail, and was_therefore strongly opposed_to the
ritual of the church.

Although she was_not_in the