“Cordieu!” de Grandin swore excitedly as I concluded my recitation. “A bruise? A bruise about her so white body, and before that on her arms? Non d’un nom! My friend, this plot, it acquires the thickness. What do you think?”
CordieuNon d’un nom!“Mmm.” I searched my memory for long-forgotten articles in the Medical Times. “I’ve read of these stigmata appearing on patients’ bodies. They were usually connected with the presence of some wasting disease and an abnormal state of mind, such as extreme religious fervor, or…”
Medical Times“Ah, bah!” he cut in. “Friend Trowbridge, you can not measure the wind with a yardstick nor weigh a thought on the scales. We deal with something not referable to clinical experiments in this case, or I am much mistaken.”
“Why, how do you mean…?” I began, but h
