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1922 · PDF PAGE 281

Diary of a Drug Fiend

…tural disinclination to take the dose of heroin which was offered to me. It seemed out of keeping with the spirit of the surroundings. I took it and enjoyed it; but the act was mechanical, and the effect in some obscure fashion unsatisfactory. We drove back to town, and had dinner in my new apartment, where they had an excellent restaurant service. , I found that during the day I had had fifteen sniffs of heroin. Lou had only had eleven. The reaction in my mind was this: If she can get on with eleven, why shouldn’t I? though I hadn’t sufficient…

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1922 · PDF PAGE 123

Diary of a Drug Fiend

…y, of course,” he replied. ‘“ Don’t think about business at all. It was really rotten of me to talk shop to a man on his honeymoon.” Lou took up the conversation. ‘“ But do tell us,” she began, ‘‘ why this thusness. It suits you splendidly, you know. But after all, I’m a woman.” Feccles suddenly became very solemn. He went to the door of the coupé and looked up and down the corridor; then he slid the door to and began to speak in a whisper. “‘ Thisis a very serious business,” he said, and paused. He took out his keys and played with them, as if…

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1922 · PDF PAGE 47

Diary of a Drug Fiend

…know how to behave. A thought popped into my mind: it was simply fatigue—I needn’t bother about that. As if in answer to my thought, Lou took a small cut-glass bottle with a gold-chased top from her pocket, unscrewed it and shook out some cocaine on the back of her hand. She flashed a provocative glance in my direction. The studio suddenly filled with the reverberation of her chant :— ‘“O Thou naked virgin of love, that art caught in a net of wild roses! I adore Thee, Evoe! I adore Thee, I A O!” ‘‘ Quite so,” agreed King Lamus cheerfully. “ You…

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1922 · PDF PAGE 175

Diary of a Drug Fiend

Short Commons 161 but the words wouldn’t come. King Lamus went to him and took his hand. ‘ Drugs are the slope in front of us,” he said, ‘‘ and I’m wily old Eckenstein, and you're ambitious young Lamus. And I say ‘stop!’ and when you show me that you can stop, when you have picked yourself together and are standing on the slope laughing, I'll show you how to go on.” We knew at the back of our minds that the man was inexorable. We hated him as the weak always hate the strong, and we had to respect and admire him, detesting him all the more for t…

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1922 · PDF PAGE 304

Diary of a Drug Fiend

…m a very young and ignorant man, and I am unable at present to see any part for me in the design. My mere approval of your product——”’ I took it out and treated myself to a long, languishing kiss—yes, kiss, there is no other word for it! My long-lost love, home to my heart once more | Platt in his turn assumed an air of Stygian melancholy. “My dear Sir Peter,” he pursued, with a heavy sigh, “you can easily understand that, huge as my fortune, thanks to the inscrutable ways of Destiny, now is, time is necessary to realise it fully—and, by a sing…

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1922 · PDF PAGE 128

Diary of a Drug Fiend

…e or two things I’ve done. But if I bag this bird, they can hardly say no to anything I may ask.” At the same time, it was clear that he took a genuine friendly interest in his love-birds, as he called us. He had had a disappointment himself, he said, and it had put him off the business personally, but he was glad to say it hadn’t soured his nature, and he took a real pleasure in seeing people so ideally happy as we were. The only thing, he said, that made him a little un- easy and discontented was that he hadn’t got in touch with the people wh…

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1922 · PDF PAGE 113

Diary of a Drug Fiend

…ever, but she never forced it down one’s throat. At the same time, as I said, the man stuck in my gizzard. It annoyed me so much that we took a lot more cocaine to get the taste out of our mouths. But the irritation remained, though it took another form. The bourgeois atmosphere of Paris got on my nerves. Well, there was no need to stay in the beastly place. The thing to do was to hunt up old Feccles and pay him the cash, and get to some place like Capri where one isn’t always being bothered by details. I was flooded by a crazy desire to see Lo…

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1922 · PDF PAGE 110

Diary of a Drug Fiend

… cocaine can cause death, but we were taking the stuff with absolute carelessness. One doesn’t think of measuring it as one would if one took it by hypodermic. One just takes a dose when one feels one needs it. After all, that’s the rule of nature. Eat when you're hungry. Nothing is worse for the health than settling down to a fixed ration of sO many meals a day. The grand old British principle of three meat meals has caused the supply of uric acid to exceed the demand in a most reprehensible manner. Physiology and economics, and, I should thin…

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1922 · PDF PAGE 153

Diary of a Drug Fiend

The Bubble Bursts — 139 It took three days to telegraph money from England. It was utterly humiliating to walk about Naples. We felt that we were being pointed at as the comic relief in a very low-class type of film. We borrowed enough money to get on with, and, of course, we had only one use for it. We stayed in our room in a little hotel unfrequented by English, and crawled out by night to try to buy drugs. That in itself is a sordid epic of adventure and mis- adventure. The lowest class of so-called guide was our constant companion. Weary in…

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1922 · PDF PAGE 315

Diary of a Drug Fiend

…matter of fact, I could hardly see. My eyesight was disturbed in some peculiar way which frightened me, and my heart began to protest. I took out the cocaine once more. To my astonishment, Lamus bounded from his chair and took the bottle from my hands. I wanted to get up and kill him ; but a deathly faintness seized me. The room swam. Lamus returned to his chair, and once again silence fell on the studio. I think I must have lost consciousness for a while; for I do not remember who put an ice-cold towel round my head or how it came about that t…

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1922 · PDF PAGE 82

Diary of a Drug Fiend

…e the events of the next hour, it is not because of the paucity of incident. At its conclusion we were seated once more at the table. We took little sips of very old Armagnac; it pulled us together. But all the virtue had gone out of us; we might have been convalescents from some very long and wasting illness. “‘ There’s nothing to be alarmed about,” said Feccles, with his curious little laugh. “A trifling indiscretion.” I winced at the word. It took me back to King Lamus. I hated that fellow more than ever. He had begun to obsess me. Confound …

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1922 · PDF PAGE 72

Diary of a Drug Fiend

…lways practical; and she puts something of the priestess into everything she does. There was a certain solemnity in the way in which she took up the heroin on the blade of a knife and put it on to the back of her hand. “My Knight,” she said, with flashing eyes, “ your Lady arms you for the fight.” And she held out her fist to my nostrils. I snuffed up the heroin with a sort of ritualistic reverence. I can't imagine where the instinct came from. Is it the sparkle of cocaine that excites one td take it greedily, and the dullness of the heroin whi…

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1922 · PDF PAGE 283

Diary of a Drug Fiend

… find quite a small quantity do you as much good as a big one did last week, and more.” - Well, all that seemed pretty sensible tome. We took his advice. We did not go to sleep at once. I felt my thoughts too varied. They wandered from one thing to another without reasonable sequence. There seemed to be gaps of unconsciousness between two sets of thoughts ; but eventually the irritation subsided, and I knew no more till the morning. We woke very late, completely exhausted. But as Lamus had prophesied, the heroin took hold immediately ; the firs…

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1922 · PDF PAGE 303

Diary of a Drug Fiend

… marvellous scientific discovery which I have already mentioned—I am sure you feel no ill effects from what you have taken ?”’ His voice took on a tone of grave concern, almost paternal. “Not much |” I countered cheerfully, ‘‘ it’s splendid. I can do with another sniff right now!” I suited the action to the words, like Hamlet’s ideal mummer. “Won't you be persuaded ?”’ I queried maliciously. “* Ah, no, I thank you, dear Sir Peter! Your remarks have raised me to the highest pinnacle of happiness.”’ I took a fourth dose, just for luck. “Well, on …

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1922 · PDF PAGE 133

Diary of a Drug Fiend

… deep shadow. At this time of year there was hardly any one in the hotel, of course. A little flight of steps at the side of the terrace took us under an arch of twisted vines into the barely more than mule-path that does duty for a road in Capri. No one took any notice of us. There were only D.D.F. I

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1922 · PDF PAGE 343

Diary of a Drug Fiend

…things, not necessarily connected with his necessity, obsessing though that be, which are entirely out of keeping with his character.” I took a pencil, and wrote at once against the cross in column two “In order to make the most of Sister Athena’s illuminating discourse.” She laughed merrily. “You see, it’s Adam and Eve all over again! You're trying to shift the blame on to me. By the way, I see your body is nervous at this moment. If you don’t want to take heroin, as you don’t, else you wouldn’t have let yourself get as shaky as you are, you'd…

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1922 · PDF PAGE 378

Diary of a Drug Fiend

… am howled down on all sides when I apply the same principles to the use of drugs.” At this moment, Lala claimed me for a waltz, and Lou took Basil under her protection. After the dance, we all four sat down on the wall of the court and I took up the thread of the conversation. — “You're quite right, of course, and I imagine you expected to be shouted at.” ‘““No,” laughed Lamus, ‘‘my love for humanity makes me an incurably optimistic ass on all such points. I can’t see the defects in my inamorata. I expect men to be rational, courageous, and to…

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1922 · PDF PAGE 384

Diary of a Drug Fiend

…on Case. The mystery of the real business of the syndicate utterly baffled the clever young ‘* amateurs ’’ who tried to solve it, and it took all the experience and perseverance of the “ professionals” to break up the dangerous and murderous gang.

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1922 · PDF PAGE 80

Diary of a Drug Fiend

…f the tale ; but I didn’t. The heroin was working beautifully. I hadn’t the slightest inclination to talk to Haidée. In the same way she took no notice of me. She never uttered a word. Lou was in the same condition. She was apparently listening to what Feccles was saying; but she made no remark, and preserved a total detachment. The whole scene had not taken three minutes. We reached the Petit Savoyard and took our seats. The patron appeared to know our friends very well. He welcomed them with even more than the usual French fussiness. We sat d…

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1922 · PDF PAGE 369

Diary of a Drug Fiend

…anics. “‘ I discovered my will four days ago,” she said very seriously. ‘‘ It was the night that you and Big Lion climbed Deep Ghyll and took so long over Professor’s Chimney, that you missed the champagne dinner.” “ Yes, yes,’”’ I said impatiently, ‘‘ and what was it ? ” She put her hands behind her back and bent her head. Her eyelids closed over her long slanting eyes, and her red, snaky mouth began to work tremulously. “While you were asleep after tiffin,” she said, ‘‘ Big Lion took me up to the semicircular seat on the hill above the Strang…

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