The cool, lovely receptionist told me to wait and I did, tasting mint1 inside my mouth.
After several long, peaceful minutes the inner door opened.
"Mr. Turner, I can't seem to find any record of an appointment for you in Dr. Rickenbacker's files," the man said.
I got to my feet. "Then I'll come back."
He took my arm. "No, no, I can fit you in."
"I didn't have an appointment. I just came."
"I understand."
"Maybe I had better go."
"I won't hear of it."
I could have pulled loose from him, but somehow I felt that if I did try to pull away, the grip would tighten2 and I would never get away.
I looked up into that long, hard, blank face that seemed so recently familiar.
"I'm Dr. Sergeant3," he said. "I'm taking care of Dr. Rickenbacker's practice for him while he is on vacation."
I nodded. What I was thinking could only be another symptom of my illness.
He led me inside and closed the door.
The door made a strange sound in closing. It didn't go snick-bonk; it made a noise like click-clack-clunk.
"Now," he said, "would you like to lie down on the couch4 and tell me about it? Some people have preconceived ideas that I don't want to fight with at the beginning. Or, if you prefer, you can sit there in front of my desk and tell me all about it. Remember, I'm a psychiatrist5, a doctor, not just a psychoanalyst."
I took possession of the chair and Sergeant faced me across his desk.
"I feel," I said, "that I am caught up in some kind of time travel."
"I see. Have you read much science fiction, Mr. Turner?"
"Some. I read a lot. All kinds of books. Tolstoi, Twain, Hemingway, Luke Short, John D. MacDonald, Huxley."
"You should read them instead of live them. Catharsis. Sublimate6, Mr. Turner. For instance, to a certain type of person, I often recommend the mysteries of Mickey Spillane."
I seemed to be losing control of the conversation. "But this time travel...."
"Mr. Turner, do you really believe in 'time travel'?"
"No."
"Then how can there be any such thing? It can't be real."
"I know that! I want to be cured of imagining it."
"The first step is to utterly7 renounce8 the idea. Stop thinking about the past. Think of the future."
"How did you know I keep slipping back into the past?" I asked.
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1 mint | |
n.薄荷,铸币厂;vt.铸造(硬币),创造(词)等 | |
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v.(使)变紧;(使)绷紧 | |
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n.警官,中士 | |
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n.睡椅,长沙发椅;vt.表达,隐含 | |
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n.精神病专家;精神病医师 | |
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v.(使)升华,净化 | |
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v.放弃;拒绝承认,宣布与…断绝关系 | |
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