Edward went to pieces rapidly after that. He did not call again, but I went daily to see him. He would always be sitting in his library, staring at nothing and having an air of abnormal listening. Sometimes he talked rationally, but always on trivial topics. Any mention of his trouble, of future plans, or of As-enath would send him into a frenzy. His butler said he had frightful seizures at night, during which he might eventually do himself harm.