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A A A A Albert Einstein at School lbert Einstein at School lbert Einstein at School lbert Einstein at School lbert Einstein at School
P P P P Patrick P atrick P atrick P atrick P atrick Pringle ringle ringle ringle ringle
Albert Einstein (1879–1955) is regarded as the greatest physicist since
Newton. In the following extract from The Y oung Einstein, the well-known
biographer, P atrick Pringle, describes the circumstances which led to Albert
Einstein’s expulsion from a German school.
“IN what year, Einstein,” asked the history teacher, “did the
Prussians defeat the French at Waterloo?”
“I don’t know, sir,”
“Why don’t you know? You’ve been told it often enough.”
“I must have forgotten.”
“Did you ever try to learn?” asked Mr Braun.
“No, sir,” Albert replied with his usual unthinking honesty.
“Why not?”
“I can’t see any point in learning dates. One can always look
them up in a book.”
Mr Braun was speechless for a few moments.
“You amaze me, Einstein,” he said at last. “Don’t you realise
that one can always look most things up in books? That applies
to all the facts you learn at school.”
“Yes, sir.”
“Then I suppose you don’t see any point in learning facts.”
“Frankly, sir, I don’t,” said Albert.
“Then you don’t believe in education at all?”
“Oh, yes, sir, I do. I don’t think learning facts is education.”
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A A A A Albert Einstein at School lbert Einstein at School lbert Einstein at School lbert Einstein at School lbert Einstein at School
P P P P Patrick P atrick P atrick P atrick P atrick Pringle ringle ringle ringle ringle
Albert Einstein (1879–1955) is regarded as the greatest physicist since
Newton. In the following extract from The Y oung Einstein, the well-known
biographer, P atrick Pringle, describes the circumstances which led to Albert
Einstein’s expulsion from a German school.
“IN what year, Einstein,” asked the history teacher, “did the
Prussians defeat the French at Waterloo?”
“I don’t know, sir,”
“Why don’t you know? You’ve been told it often enough.”
“I must have forgotten.”
“Did you ever try to learn?” asked Mr Braun.
“No, sir,” Albert replied with his usual unthinking honesty.
“Why not?”
“I can’t see any point in learning dates. One can always look
them up in a book.”
Mr Braun was speechless for a few moments.
“You amaze me, Einstein,” he said at last. “Don’t you realise
that one can always look most things up in books? That applies
to all the facts you learn at school.”
“Yes, sir.”
“Then I suppose you don’t see any point in learning facts.”
“Frankly, sir, I don’t,” said Albert.
“Then you don’t believe in education at all?”
“Oh, yes, sir, I do. I don’t think learning facts is education.”
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“In that case,” said the history teacher with heavy sarcasm,
“perhaps you will be so kind as to tell the class the Einstein
theory of education.”
Albert flushed.
“I think it’s not facts that matter, but ideas,” he said. “I don’t
see the point in learning the dates of battles, or even which of
the armies killed more men. I’d be more interested in learning
why those soldiers were trying to kill each other.”
“That’s enough,” Mr Braun’s eyes were cold and cruel. “We
don’t want a lecture from you, Einstein. You will stay in for an
extra period today, although I don’t imagine it will do you much
good. It won’t do the school any good, either. You are a disgrace.
I don’t know why you continue to come.”
“It’s not my wish, sir,” Albert pointed out.
“Then you are an ungrateful boy and ought to be ashamed
of yourself. I suggest you ask your father to take you away.”
Albert felt miserable when he left school that afternoon; not
that it had been a bad day— most days were bad now, anyway —
but because he had to go back to the hateful place the next
morning. He only wished his father would take him away, but
there was no point in even asking.  He knew what the answer
would be: he would have to stay until he had taken his diploma.
Going back to his lodgings did not cheer him up. His father
had so little money to spare that Albert had been found a room
in one of the poorest quarters of Munich. He did not mind the
bad food and lack of comfort, or even the dirt and squalor, but
he hated the atmosphere of slum violence. His landlady beat
her children regularly, and every Saturday her husband came
drunk and beat her.
“But at least you have a room of your own, which is more
than I can say,” said Yuri when he called round in the evening.
“At least you live among civilised human beings, even if they
are all poor students,” said Albert.
“They are not all civilised,” Yuri replied. “Did you not hear
that one of them was killed last week in a duel?”
“And what happens to the one who killed him?”
“Nothing, of course. He is even proud of it. His only worry is
that the authorities have told him not to fight any more duels.
He’s upset about this because he hasn’t a single scar on his
face to wear for the rest of his life as a badge of honour.”
“Ugh!” exclaimed Albert. “And these are the students.”
“Well, you’ll be a student one day,” said Yuri.
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A A A A Albert Einstein at School lbert Einstein at School lbert Einstein at School lbert Einstein at School lbert Einstein at School
P P P P Patrick P atrick P atrick P atrick P atrick Pringle ringle ringle ringle ringle
Albert Einstein (1879–1955) is regarded as the greatest physicist since
Newton. In the following extract from The Y oung Einstein, the well-known
biographer, P atrick Pringle, describes the circumstances which led to Albert
Einstein’s expulsion from a German school.
“IN what year, Einstein,” asked the history teacher, “did the
Prussians defeat the French at Waterloo?”
“I don’t know, sir,”
“Why don’t you know? You’ve been told it often enough.”
“I must have forgotten.”
“Did you ever try to learn?” asked Mr Braun.
“No, sir,” Albert replied with his usual unthinking honesty.
“Why not?”
“I can’t see any point in learning dates. One can always look
them up in a book.”
Mr Braun was speechless for a few moments.
“You amaze me, Einstein,” he said at last. “Don’t you realise
that one can always look most things up in books? That applies
to all the facts you learn at school.”
“Yes, sir.”
“Then I suppose you don’t see any point in learning facts.”
“Frankly, sir, I don’t,” said Albert.
“Then you don’t believe in education at all?”
“Oh, yes, sir, I do. I don’t think learning facts is education.”
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“In that case,” said the history teacher with heavy sarcasm,
“perhaps you will be so kind as to tell the class the Einstein
theory of education.”
Albert flushed.
“I think it’s not facts that matter, but ideas,” he said. “I don’t
see the point in learning the dates of battles, or even which of
the armies killed more men. I’d be more interested in learning
why those soldiers were trying to kill each other.”
“That’s enough,” Mr Braun’s eyes were cold and cruel. “We
don’t want a lecture from you, Einstein. You will stay in for an
extra period today, although I don’t imagine it will do you much
good. It won’t do the school any good, either. You are a disgrace.
I don’t know why you continue to come.”
“It’s not my wish, sir,” Albert pointed out.
“Then you are an ungrateful boy and ought to be ashamed
of yourself. I suggest you ask your father to take you away.”
Albert felt miserable when he left school that afternoon; not
that it had been a bad day— most days were bad now, anyway —
but because he had to go back to the hateful place the next
morning. He only wished his father would take him away, but
there was no point in even asking.  He knew what the answer
would be: he would have to stay until he had taken his diploma.
Going back to his lodgings did not cheer him up. His father
had so little money to spare that Albert had been found a room
in one of the poorest quarters of Munich. He did not mind the
bad food and lack of comfort, or even the dirt and squalor, but
he hated the atmosphere of slum violence. His landlady beat
her children regularly, and every Saturday her husband came
drunk and beat her.
“But at least you have a room of your own, which is more
than I can say,” said Yuri when he called round in the evening.
“At least you live among civilised human beings, even if they
are all poor students,” said Albert.
“They are not all civilised,” Yuri replied. “Did you not hear
that one of them was killed last week in a duel?”
“And what happens to the one who killed him?”
“Nothing, of course. He is even proud of it. His only worry is
that the authorities have told him not to fight any more duels.
He’s upset about this because he hasn’t a single scar on his
face to wear for the rest of his life as a badge of honour.”
“Ugh!” exclaimed Albert. “And these are the students.”
“Well, you’ll be a student one day,” said Yuri.
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Albert Einstein at School 27
“I doubt it,” said Albert glumly. “I don’t think I’ll ever pass the
exams for the school diploma.”
He told his cousin Elsa the same next time she came to Munich.
Normally she lived in Berlin, where her father had a business.
“I’m sure you could learn enough to pass the exams, Albert,
if you tried,” she said, “I know lots of boys who are much more
stupid than you are, who get through. They say you don’t have
to know anything—you don’t have to understand what you’re
taught, just be able to repeat it in the exams.”
“That’s the whole trouble,” said Albert. “I’m no good at
learning things by heart.”
“You don’t need to be good at it. Anyone can learn like a
parrot. You just don’t try. And yet I always see you with a book
under your arm,” added Elsa. “What is the one you’re reading?”
“A book on geology.”
“Geology? Rocks and things? Do you learn that?”
“No. We have hardly any science at school.”
“Then why are you studying it?”
“Because I like it. Isn’t that a good enough reason?”
Elsa sighed.
“You’re right, of course, Albert,” she said. “But it won’t help
with your diploma.”
Apart from books on science his only comfort was music, and
he played his violin regularly until his landlady asked him to stop.
“That wailing gets on my nerves,” she said. “There’s enough
noise in this house, with all the kids howling.”
Albert was tempted to point out that most of the time it was she
who made them howl, but he decided it was better to say nothing.
“I must get away from here,” he told Yuri, after six months
alone in Munich. “It is absurd that I should go on like this. In
the end it will turn out I have been wasting my father’s money
and everyone’s time. It will be better for all if I stop now.”
“And then what will you do?” Yuri asked.
“I don’t know. If I go to Milan I’m afraid my father will send
me back. Unless...” His eyes gleamed with a sudden idea. “Yuri,
do you know any friendly doctors?”
“I know a lot of medical students, and some of them are
friendly,” said Yuri. “Doctor, no. I’ve never had enough money to
go to one. Why?”
“Suppose,” said Albert, “that I had a nervous breakdown.
Suppose a doctor would say it’s bad for me to go to school, and
I need to get right away from it?”
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A A A A Albert Einstein at School lbert Einstein at School lbert Einstein at School lbert Einstein at School lbert Einstein at School
P P P P Patrick P atrick P atrick P atrick P atrick Pringle ringle ringle ringle ringle
Albert Einstein (1879–1955) is regarded as the greatest physicist since
Newton. In the following extract from The Y oung Einstein, the well-known
biographer, P atrick Pringle, describes the circumstances which led to Albert
Einstein’s expulsion from a German school.
“IN what year, Einstein,” asked the history teacher, “did the
Prussians defeat the French at Waterloo?”
“I don’t know, sir,”
“Why don’t you know? You’ve been told it often enough.”
“I must have forgotten.”
“Did you ever try to learn?” asked Mr Braun.
“No, sir,” Albert replied with his usual unthinking honesty.
“Why not?”
“I can’t see any point in learning dates. One can always look
them up in a book.”
Mr Braun was speechless for a few moments.
“You amaze me, Einstein,” he said at last. “Don’t you realise
that one can always look most things up in books? That applies
to all the facts you learn at school.”
“Yes, sir.”
“Then I suppose you don’t see any point in learning facts.”
“Frankly, sir, I don’t,” said Albert.
“Then you don’t believe in education at all?”
“Oh, yes, sir, I do. I don’t think learning facts is education.”
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26 Snapshots
“In that case,” said the history teacher with heavy sarcasm,
“perhaps you will be so kind as to tell the class the Einstein
theory of education.”
Albert flushed.
“I think it’s not facts that matter, but ideas,” he said. “I don’t
see the point in learning the dates of battles, or even which of
the armies killed more men. I’d be more interested in learning
why those soldiers were trying to kill each other.”
“That’s enough,” Mr Braun’s eyes were cold and cruel. “We
don’t want a lecture from you, Einstein. You will stay in for an
extra period today, although I don’t imagine it will do you much
good. It won’t do the school any good, either. You are a disgrace.
I don’t know why you continue to come.”
“It’s not my wish, sir,” Albert pointed out.
“Then you are an ungrateful boy and ought to be ashamed
of yourself. I suggest you ask your father to take you away.”
Albert felt miserable when he left school that afternoon; not
that it had been a bad day— most days were bad now, anyway —
but because he had to go back to the hateful place the next
morning. He only wished his father would take him away, but
there was no point in even asking.  He knew what the answer
would be: he would have to stay until he had taken his diploma.
Going back to his lodgings did not cheer him up. His father
had so little money to spare that Albert had been found a room
in one of the poorest quarters of Munich. He did not mind the
bad food and lack of comfort, or even the dirt and squalor, but
he hated the atmosphere of slum violence. His landlady beat
her children regularly, and every Saturday her husband came
drunk and beat her.
“But at least you have a room of your own, which is more
than I can say,” said Yuri when he called round in the evening.
“At least you live among civilised human beings, even if they
are all poor students,” said Albert.
“They are not all civilised,” Yuri replied. “Did you not hear
that one of them was killed last week in a duel?”
“And what happens to the one who killed him?”
“Nothing, of course. He is even proud of it. His only worry is
that the authorities have told him not to fight any more duels.
He’s upset about this because he hasn’t a single scar on his
face to wear for the rest of his life as a badge of honour.”
“Ugh!” exclaimed Albert. “And these are the students.”
“Well, you’ll be a student one day,” said Yuri.
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Albert Einstein at School 27
“I doubt it,” said Albert glumly. “I don’t think I’ll ever pass the
exams for the school diploma.”
He told his cousin Elsa the same next time she came to Munich.
Normally she lived in Berlin, where her father had a business.
“I’m sure you could learn enough to pass the exams, Albert,
if you tried,” she said, “I know lots of boys who are much more
stupid than you are, who get through. They say you don’t have
to know anything—you don’t have to understand what you’re
taught, just be able to repeat it in the exams.”
“That’s the whole trouble,” said Albert. “I’m no good at
learning things by heart.”
“You don’t need to be good at it. Anyone can learn like a
parrot. You just don’t try. And yet I always see you with a book
under your arm,” added Elsa. “What is the one you’re reading?”
“A book on geology.”
“Geology? Rocks and things? Do you learn that?”
“No. We have hardly any science at school.”
“Then why are you studying it?”
“Because I like it. Isn’t that a good enough reason?”
Elsa sighed.
“You’re right, of course, Albert,” she said. “But it won’t help
with your diploma.”
Apart from books on science his only comfort was music, and
he played his violin regularly until his landlady asked him to stop.
“That wailing gets on my nerves,” she said. “There’s enough
noise in this house, with all the kids howling.”
Albert was tempted to point out that most of the time it was she
who made them howl, but he decided it was better to say nothing.
“I must get away from here,” he told Yuri, after six months
alone in Munich. “It is absurd that I should go on like this. In
the end it will turn out I have been wasting my father’s money
and everyone’s time. It will be better for all if I stop now.”
“And then what will you do?” Yuri asked.
“I don’t know. If I go to Milan I’m afraid my father will send
me back. Unless...” His eyes gleamed with a sudden idea. “Yuri,
do you know any friendly doctors?”
“I know a lot of medical students, and some of them are
friendly,” said Yuri. “Doctor, no. I’ve never had enough money to
go to one. Why?”
“Suppose,” said Albert, “that I had a nervous breakdown.
Suppose a doctor would say it’s bad for me to go to school, and
I need to get right away from it?”
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“I can’t imagine a doctor saying that,” said Yuri.
“I must try,” said Albert, “to find a doctor who specialises in
nerves.”
“There are plenty of them,” Yuri told him. He hesitated for a
moment, and then added, rather reluctantly, “I’ll ask some of
the students if they know one, if you like.”
“Will you? Oh, thank you, Yuri,” Albert’s eyes were shining.
“Wait a moment, I haven’t found one yet…”
“Oh, but you will!”
“And if I do I don’t know if he’ll be willing to help you…”
“He will, he will,” declared Albert. “I’m going to have a real
nervous breakdown, to make it easier for him.” He laughed
merrily.
“I’ve never seen you looking less nervous,” remarked Yuri.
“A day or two at school will soon put that right.” Albert
assured him.
Certainly he had lost his high spirits when Yuri saw him next.
“I can’t stand it any longer,” he said, “I really shall have a
nervous breakdown that will satisfy any doctor.”
“Keep it up, then,” said Yuri. “I’ve found a doctor for you.”
“You have?” Albert’s face lit up. “Oh, good. When can I see
him?”
“I have an appointment for you for tomorrow evening.” Yuri
said. “Here’s the address.”
He handed Albert a piece of paper.
“Doctor Ernst Weil— is he a specialist in nervous troubles?”
asked Albert.
“Not exactly,” Yuri admitted. “As a matter of fact he only
qualified as a doctor last week. You may even be his first patient!”
“You knew him as a student, then?”
“I’ve known Ernst for years.” Yuri hesitated for a few
moments. “He’s not a fool,” he warned Albert.
“What do you mean?”
“Don’t try to pull the wool over his eyes
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, that’s all. Be frank
with him, but don’t pretend you’ve got what you haven’t. Not that
you’d deceive anyone.” Yuri added. “You’re the world’s worst liar.”
Albert spent the next day wondering what to tell the doctor.
When the time arrived for his appointment he had worried over
it so much that he really was quite nervous.
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A A A A Albert Einstein at School lbert Einstein at School lbert Einstein at School lbert Einstein at School lbert Einstein at School
P P P P Patrick P atrick P atrick P atrick P atrick Pringle ringle ringle ringle ringle
Albert Einstein (1879–1955) is regarded as the greatest physicist since
Newton. In the following extract from The Y oung Einstein, the well-known
biographer, P atrick Pringle, describes the circumstances which led to Albert
Einstein’s expulsion from a German school.
“IN what year, Einstein,” asked the history teacher, “did the
Prussians defeat the French at Waterloo?”
“I don’t know, sir,”
“Why don’t you know? You’ve been told it often enough.”
“I must have forgotten.”
“Did you ever try to learn?” asked Mr Braun.
“No, sir,” Albert replied with his usual unthinking honesty.
“Why not?”
“I can’t see any point in learning dates. One can always look
them up in a book.”
Mr Braun was speechless for a few moments.
“You amaze me, Einstein,” he said at last. “Don’t you realise
that one can always look most things up in books? That applies
to all the facts you learn at school.”
“Yes, sir.”
“Then I suppose you don’t see any point in learning facts.”
“Frankly, sir, I don’t,” said Albert.
“Then you don’t believe in education at all?”
“Oh, yes, sir, I do. I don’t think learning facts is education.”
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“In that case,” said the history teacher with heavy sarcasm,
“perhaps you will be so kind as to tell the class the Einstein
theory of education.”
Albert flushed.
“I think it’s not facts that matter, but ideas,” he said. “I don’t
see the point in learning the dates of battles, or even which of
the armies killed more men. I’d be more interested in learning
why those soldiers were trying to kill each other.”
“That’s enough,” Mr Braun’s eyes were cold and cruel. “We
don’t want a lecture from you, Einstein. You will stay in for an
extra period today, although I don’t imagine it will do you much
good. It won’t do the school any good, either. You are a disgrace.
I don’t know why you continue to come.”
“It’s not my wish, sir,” Albert pointed out.
“Then you are an ungrateful boy and ought to be ashamed
of yourself. I suggest you ask your father to take you away.”
Albert felt miserable when he left school that afternoon; not
that it had been a bad day— most days were bad now, anyway —
but because he had to go back to the hateful place the next
morning. He only wished his father would take him away, but
there was no point in even asking.  He knew what the answer
would be: he would have to stay until he had taken his diploma.
Going back to his lodgings did not cheer him up. His father
had so little money to spare that Albert had been found a room
in one of the poorest quarters of Munich. He did not mind the
bad food and lack of comfort, or even the dirt and squalor, but
he hated the atmosphere of slum violence. His landlady beat
her children regularly, and every Saturday her husband came
drunk and beat her.
“But at least you have a room of your own, which is more
than I can say,” said Yuri when he called round in the evening.
“At least you live among civilised human beings, even if they
are all poor students,” said Albert.
“They are not all civilised,” Yuri replied. “Did you not hear
that one of them was killed last week in a duel?”
“And what happens to the one who killed him?”
“Nothing, of course. He is even proud of it. His only worry is
that the authorities have told him not to fight any more duels.
He’s upset about this because he hasn’t a single scar on his
face to wear for the rest of his life as a badge of honour.”
“Ugh!” exclaimed Albert. “And these are the students.”
“Well, you’ll be a student one day,” said Yuri.
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Albert Einstein at School 27
“I doubt it,” said Albert glumly. “I don’t think I’ll ever pass the
exams for the school diploma.”
He told his cousin Elsa the same next time she came to Munich.
Normally she lived in Berlin, where her father had a business.
“I’m sure you could learn enough to pass the exams, Albert,
if you tried,” she said, “I know lots of boys who are much more
stupid than you are, who get through. They say you don’t have
to know anything—you don’t have to understand what you’re
taught, just be able to repeat it in the exams.”
“That’s the whole trouble,” said Albert. “I’m no good at
learning things by heart.”
“You don’t need to be good at it. Anyone can learn like a
parrot. You just don’t try. And yet I always see you with a book
under your arm,” added Elsa. “What is the one you’re reading?”
“A book on geology.”
“Geology? Rocks and things? Do you learn that?”
“No. We have hardly any science at school.”
“Then why are you studying it?”
“Because I like it. Isn’t that a good enough reason?”
Elsa sighed.
“You’re right, of course, Albert,” she said. “But it won’t help
with your diploma.”
Apart from books on science his only comfort was music, and
he played his violin regularly until his landlady asked him to stop.
“That wailing gets on my nerves,” she said. “There’s enough
noise in this house, with all the kids howling.”
Albert was tempted to point out that most of the time it was she
who made them howl, but he decided it was better to say nothing.
“I must get away from here,” he told Yuri, after six months
alone in Munich. “It is absurd that I should go on like this. In
the end it will turn out I have been wasting my father’s money
and everyone’s time. It will be better for all if I stop now.”
“And then what will you do?” Yuri asked.
“I don’t know. If I go to Milan I’m afraid my father will send
me back. Unless...” His eyes gleamed with a sudden idea. “Yuri,
do you know any friendly doctors?”
“I know a lot of medical students, and some of them are
friendly,” said Yuri. “Doctor, no. I’ve never had enough money to
go to one. Why?”
“Suppose,” said Albert, “that I had a nervous breakdown.
Suppose a doctor would say it’s bad for me to go to school, and
I need to get right away from it?”
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“I can’t imagine a doctor saying that,” said Yuri.
“I must try,” said Albert, “to find a doctor who specialises in
nerves.”
“There are plenty of them,” Yuri told him. He hesitated for a
moment, and then added, rather reluctantly, “I’ll ask some of
the students if they know one, if you like.”
“Will you? Oh, thank you, Yuri,” Albert’s eyes were shining.
“Wait a moment, I haven’t found one yet…”
“Oh, but you will!”
“And if I do I don’t know if he’ll be willing to help you…”
“He will, he will,” declared Albert. “I’m going to have a real
nervous breakdown, to make it easier for him.” He laughed
merrily.
“I’ve never seen you looking less nervous,” remarked Yuri.
“A day or two at school will soon put that right.” Albert
assured him.
Certainly he had lost his high spirits when Yuri saw him next.
“I can’t stand it any longer,” he said, “I really shall have a
nervous breakdown that will satisfy any doctor.”
“Keep it up, then,” said Yuri. “I’ve found a doctor for you.”
“You have?” Albert’s face lit up. “Oh, good. When can I see
him?”
“I have an appointment for you for tomorrow evening.” Yuri
said. “Here’s the address.”
He handed Albert a piece of paper.
“Doctor Ernst Weil— is he a specialist in nervous troubles?”
asked Albert.
“Not exactly,” Yuri admitted. “As a matter of fact he only
qualified as a doctor last week. You may even be his first patient!”
“You knew him as a student, then?”
“I’ve known Ernst for years.” Yuri hesitated for a few
moments. “He’s not a fool,” he warned Albert.
“What do you mean?”
“Don’t try to pull the wool over his eyes
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, that’s all. Be frank
with him, but don’t pretend you’ve got what you haven’t. Not that
you’d deceive anyone.” Yuri added. “You’re the world’s worst liar.”
Albert spent the next day wondering what to tell the doctor.
When the time arrived for his appointment he had worried over
it so much that he really was quite nervous.
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“I don’t really know how to describe my trouble, Dr Weil,” he
began.
“Don’t try,” said the young doctor with a friendly smile. “Yuri
has already given me a history of the case.”
“Oh! What did he say?”
“Only that you want me to think you have had a nervous
breakdown, and say that you mustn’t go back to that school.”
“Oh dear.” Albert’s face fell. “He shouldn’t have told you that.”
“Why not? Isn’t it true, then?”
“Yes, that’s the trouble. Now you’ll say there’s nothing wrong
with me, and you’ll tell me to go back to school.”
“Don’t be too sure of that,” said the doctor. “As a matter of
fact I am pretty sure you are in a nervous state about that school.”
“But I haven’t told you anything about it,” said Albert, wide-
eyed. “How can you know that?”
“Because you wouldn’t have come to see me about this if
you hadn’t been pretty close to a nervous breakdown, that’s
why. Now,” said the doctor briskly, “if I certify that you have
had a nervous breakdown, and must stay away from school for
a while, what will you do?”
“I’ll go to Italy,” said Albert. “To Milan, where my parents are.”
“And what will you do there?”
“I’ll try to get into an Italian college or institute.”
“How can you, without a diploma?”
“I’ll ask my mathematics teacher to give me something about
my work, and perhaps that will be enough. I’ve learnt all the
maths they teach at school, and a bit more,” he added when
Dr Weil looked doubtful.
“Well, it’s up to you,” he said. “I doubt if it will come off, but
I can see you’re not doing yourself or anyone else much good by
staying here. How long would you like me to say you should
stay away from school? Would six months be all right?”
“This is very kind of you.”
“It’s nothing. I’ve only just stopped being a student myself,
so I know how you feel. Here you are.” Dr Weil handed him the
certificate, “And the best of luck.”
“How much…”
“Nothing, if you have anything to spare, invite Yuri to a meal.
He’s a good friend of mine, and yours too, I think,”
Albert had no money to spare, but he pretended he had and
took Yuri out to supper.
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