 Section 5 of Under the Sunset by Bram Stoker. This Liebervox recording is in the public domain. House 7 went mad. On the bank of the river that flows through the land, there stands a beautiful palace, where one of the great men dwells. The bank rises steep from the rushing water and the great trees growing on the slope rise so high that their branches wave level with the palace turrets. It is a beautiful spot where the grass is crisp and short and close, like velvet and as green as emerald. There the daisies shine like stars that have fallen and lie scattered over the sword. Many children have lived and grown to be men and women in the old palace and they have had many pets. Amongst their pets have been many birds, for birds of all kinds love the place. In one corner is a spot which is called the bird's burying ground. Here all the pets are laid when they die and the grass grows greenly here and many flowers spring up amongst the monuments. One of the boys that had here dwelt had once as a pet a raven. He found the bird whose leg had been wounded and took it home and nursed it till it grew well again, but the poor thing was lame. Time boy was the youth's name and the bird was called Mr. Daw. As you may imagine the raven loved the boy and never left him. There was a cage for it in his bedroom and there the bird went every night to roost when the sun went down. Birds go to bed quite regularly of their own accord and if you wish to punish a bird you would make him get up. Birds are not like boys and girls. Just fancy punishing boys or girls by not letting them go to bed at sunset or by preventing them getting up very early in the morning. Well when morning came this bird would get up and stretch himself and wink his eyes and give a good shake all over and then feel quite awake and ready to begin the day. A bird has a much easier time of it in getting up than a boy or a girl. Soap cannot get into its eye or the comb will not stick in knots of hair and its shoelaces never get into black knots. This is because it does not use soap or combs or shoelaces. If it did perhaps it also would suffer. When Mr. Daw had quite finished his own dressing he would hop on the bed and try to wake his master and make him get up. But of the two to wake him was the easier task. When the boy went to school the bird would fly along the road beside him and would sit near on a tree till school was over and then would follow him home again in the same way. Tine boy was very fond of Mr. Daw and he used some times to try to make him come into the school room during school hours but the bird was very wise and would not. One day Tine boy was at his sums and instead of attending to what he was doing he kept trying to make Mr. Daw come in. The sum was multiply 117,649 by 7. Tine boy and Mr. Daw kept looking at one another. Tine boy made signals to the bird to come in. Mr. Daw however would not stir. He sat outside in the shade. For the day was very hot and put his head on one side and looked in knowingly. Come in Mr. Daw said Tine boy and help me to do this sum. Mr. Daw only croaked. 7 times 9 are 77. 7 times 9 are 79. No, 97. Oh I don't know. I wish number 7 had never been invented said Tine boy. Croak said Mr. Daw. The day was very hot and Tine boy was very sleepy. He thought that perhaps he would be able to do the sum better if he rested a little while just to think and so he put his head down on the table. He was not quite comfortable for his forehead was on the 7. At least he thought it was so he shifted it till it hung right down over the edge of the desk. Then after a while somehow very queer things began to happen. The teacher was just going to tell them a story. The scholars had all settled themselves down to listen. The raven sat on the sill of the open window put his head on one side closed one eye. The pupils were all happy all except three one because his leg went to sleep. Another because she had her pocket full of curds and wanted to eat them and couldn't without being found out and the curds were melting away. And the third who was awfully sleepy and awfully anxious to hear the story and couldn't do either because of the other. The school master then began his story. How poor seven went mad. The alphabet doctor. Here he was interrupted by Tine boy who said what is an alphabet doctor? An alphabet doctor said the school master is the doctor who attends to the sicknesses and diseases of the letters of the alphabet. How have alphabets diseases and sicknesses? Asked Tine boy. Oh they have plenty. Do you never make a crooked O or a capital A with a lame leg or a T that is not straight in its back? There was a chorus from all the class. He does, he does often. Ruffin the biggest boy said after all the others. Very often. In fact always. Very well then. There must be someone to put them straight again. Must they not? None of the children could say that there was not. Tine boy alone was heard to mutter to himself. I don't believe it. The school master began again. The alphabet doctor was sitting down to his tea. He was very tired for he had been out attending cases all day. Tine boy again interrupted. What cases? I can tell you. He had to put in an R which had been omitted and to alter the leg of an R which had been omitted. What is the leg of an R which had been twisted into a B? Well just as he was beginning his tea a hurried knock came to the door. He went to the door opened it and a groom rushed into the room breathless with running and said, Oh doctor do come quick there is a frightful calamity down at our place. What is our place? Said the doctor. Oh you know the number stables. What are the number stables? Said time boy again interrupting. The number stables said the teacher. Are the stables where the numbers are kept? Why are they kept in stables? Said time boy. Because they go so fast. How do they go fast? You take a sum and work it and you will see it once or look at your multiplication table. It starts with twice one R2 and before you get down the page you are up 12 times 12. Is that not fast going? Well they have to keep the numbers in stables or else they would run away altogether and never be heard of again. At the end of the day they all come home and change their shoes and get tied up and have their supper. The groom from the number stables was very impatient. What is wrong? said the doctor. Oh poor seven sir. What of him? He is mortal bad we don't think he'll ever get through it. Through what? said the doctor. Come and see. said the groom. The doctor hurried away taking the lantern with him for the night was dark and soon got to the stables. As he got close there was a very curious sound heard a sound of gasping and choking and yelling and coughing and laughing and a wild unearthly screech all in one. Oh do come quick said the groom. When the doctor entered the stables there was poor number seven with all the neighbors around him and he was in a very bad way. He was foaming at the mouth and apparently quite mad. The nurse from the grammar village was holding him by the hand trying to bleed him. All the neighbors were ringing either their hands or their necks or were helping to hold him. The footsmith the man explained the teacher seeing from the look on timeboys face that he was going to ask a question. The man who puts the feet on the letters and numbers to make them able to stand upright without wearing out was holding down the poor demented number. The nurse trying to quiet him said there now there now dearie don't go and make a noise here comes the good alphabet doctor who will make you unmad. I won't be unmad said seven loudly. But my good sir said the doctor this cannot go on you surely are not mad enough to insist on being mad. Yes I am said seven loudly. Then said the doctor blandly. If you are mad enough to insist on being mad we must try to cure your madness or being mad and then you'll be unmad enough to wish to be unmad and then we will cure that too. I don't understand that said timeboy. Hush said the class. The doctor took out his stethoscope and his telescope and his microscope and his horoscope and began to use them on poor mad seven. First he put the stethoscope to the soul of his foot and began to talk into it. That is not the way to use that said the nurse you ought to put it to his chest and listen to it. Not at all my dear madam said the bland doctor that is the way with sane people but of course when one is insane the fact of the disease necessitates an opposite method of treatment. Then he took the telescope and looked at him to see how near he was and the microscope to look how small and then he drew his horoscope. Why did he draw it said timeboy because my dear child said the teacher do you not see that by right a horoscope is cast but as the poor man was mad the horoscope had to be drawn. What is a horoscope said timeboy it is not a horoscope my child it is a horoscope a very different thing. Well what is horoscope look in your dictionary my dear child said the teacher. Well when the doctor had used all the instruments he said I use all these in order to find the scope of the disease I shall now proceed to find the cause in the first instance I shall interrogate the patient. Now my good sir why do you insist on being mad because I choose. Oh my dear sir that is not a polite answer why do you choose I can't say why said seven unless I make a speech. Well make a speech I can't speak till I am set free how can I make a speech with all these people holding me. We are afraid to let you go said the nurse you will run away I will not you promise that said the doctor I promise said seven. Let him go said the doctor and accordingly they put a piece of carpet under him and the footsmith sat on his head the way they do when horses fall down in the street then they all got clear away and the footsmith got away too. And after a long struggle seven got to his feet. Now make the speech said the doctor I can't begin said seven till I get a glass of water on a table whoever heard of anyone making a speech without a glass of water so they brought a glass of water. Ladies and gentlemen began seven and then stopped what are you waiting for said the doctor for the applause of course said seven whoever heard of a speech without applause they all applauded. I am mad said seven because I choose to be mad and I never shall will might could should would or ought to be anything but mad the treatment that I get is enough to make me mad dear me dear me said the doctor what treatment. Morning noon and night am I treated worse than any slave there is not in the whole range of learning any one thing that has so much to bear as I have I work hard all the time I never grumble I am often a multiple often a multiply can I am willing to bear my share of being a result but I cannot stand the treatment I get I am wrong added wrong divided wrong subtracted and wrong multiplied other numbers are not treated as I am and besides they are not orphans like me. Orphans asked the doctor what do you mean I mean that the other numbers have lots of relations but I have neither kith nor kin except old number one and he does not count for much and besides I am only his great great great great grandson. How do you mean asked the doctor oh he is an old chap that is there all the time he has all his children around him and I only come six generations down. Hmm said the doctor number two went on seven never gets into any trouble and four six and eight are his cousins number three is close to six and nine number five is half a decimal and he never gets into trouble but as for me I am miserable ill treated and alone. Here poor seven began to cry and bending down his head sobbed bitterly when the teacher got thus far there was an interruption for here little time boy began to cry too. Why are you crying said rough in the bully boy I am not crying said time boy and he cried away faster than ever the teacher went on with the story. The alphabet doctor tried to cheer poor seven here here said he seven stopped crying and looked at him. No said he you should say speak speak it is I that should say here here certainly said the doctor you would say that if you were saying but then you see you are not saying and being mad you say what you should not say. That is false said seven I understand said the doctor but do not stop to argue the point if you were saying you would say that is true but you do say that is false meaning that you agree with me. Seven look pleased at being so understood. No said he meaning yes then continued the doctor if you say speak speak when a sane man would say here here of course I should say here here when I mean speak speak because I'm talking to a madman. No no said seven meaning yes yes go on with your speech said the doctor. Number seven took out his handkerchief and wept. Ladies and gentlemen he went on once more I must plead the cause of the poor ill use number that is me this awful number this number without kin here time boy interrupted the teacher. How had he no skin. Kin my child kin not skin said the teacher. What is the difference between kin and skin asked time boy. There will be but a small difference said the teacher between this cane and your skin if you interrupt so time boy was quiet. Well said the teacher poor seven went on I implore your pity for this full on number. Oh you boys and girls think of a poor desolate number who has no home no friends no father mother brother sister uncle aunt nephew niece son daughter or cousin and is desolate and alone. Time boy here set up a terrible howl. What are you crying for said the teacher. I want poor old seven to be more happy I will give him some of my lunch and a share of my bed. The teacher turned to the monitor time boy is a good child he said let him for the next week learn seven times zero up and perhaps that will comfort him. The raven sitting in the window winked his eye to himself and hopped about with a suppressed merry croak shook his wings and seemed hugging himself and laughing. Then he hopped softly away and stole up and hid on the top of the bookcase. The school master went on with his story well children after a while poor seven got better and promised that he would get unmad. Before the doctor went home again all the alphabet and number children came and shook poor number seven's hand and promised that they would be more kind to him in future. Now children what do you think of the story they all said that they liked it that it was beautiful and that they too would try to be more kind to poor seven for the future. At last Ruffin the bully boy said I don't believe it and if it is true I wish he had died we would be better without him. Would we ask the teacher how because we would not be troubled with him said Ruffin as he said it there was a sort of queer croak heard from the raven but nobody minded except time boy who said Mr. Door you and I love poor seven at all events. The raven hated Ruffin because he always threw stones at him and he had tried to pull the feathers out of his tail and when Ruffin spoke his croak seemed to mean just you wait. When no one was looking Mr. Door stole up and hid in the rafters. Then presently school broke up and time boy went home but he was not able to find Mr. Door. He thought he was lost and was very miserable and went to bed crying. In the meantime when the school was locked up empty Mr. Door came down from the rafters very very quietly hobbled over to the door and putting his head down listened. Then he flew and scrambled up on the handle of the door and looked out through the keyhole. There was nothing to see and nothing to hear. Then he got up on the master's desk flapped his wings and began to crow like a cock only very softly for fear he should be heard. Presently he went over all the room flying up to the big sheets of multiplication table and turning over the pages of the books with his claws and picking up something with his sharp beak. One would hardly believe it but he was stealing all the number sevens in the place. He picked the sevens off the clock rubbed it off the slates and brushed it with his wings off the blackboard. Mr. Door knew that if once you can get the whole of any number out of a schoolroom no one else can use it without asking your leave. Whilst he was picking out all the sevens he was swelling out very much and when he had got them all he was exactly seven times his natural size. He was not able to do this all at once. He took him the whole night and when he got back to his corner in the rafters it was nearly time for school to open. He was now so big that he was only just able to squeeze into the corner and no more. The school time came that there was no master and there were no scholars. A whole hour passed and then the master came and the ushers and all the boys and girls. When they were all in the master said you are all very late. Please sir we could not help it. They all answered together. Why could you not help it? They all answered at once. I wasn't called in time. What time are you called at every morning? They all seemed about to speak but all were silent. Why don't you answer asked the teacher. They made motions with their mouths like speaking but no one said anything. The raven up in his corner croaked a quiet laugh all to himself. Why don't you answer asked the teacher again. If I have not my question answered at once I shall keep you all in. Please sir we can't said one why not because here time boy interrupted. Why were you so late sir? Well my boy I'm sorry to say I was late but the fact is my servant did not knock at my door at the usual hour. What hour sir asked time boy. The teacher seemed as if he was going to speak but stopped. This is very queer he said after a long pause. Ruffin said in a sort of swaggering way. We are not late at all. You are here and we are here that is all. No it is not all said the teacher. Ten is the hour and it is now eleven. We have lost an hour. How have we lost it asked one of the scholars. Well that is what puzzles me we must only wait a little and see. Here time boy said suddenly perhaps someone stole it. Stole what said the scholars. I don't know said time boy. They all laughed. You need not laugh something is stolen. Look at my lesson said time boy and he held up the book. Here is what they saw. One are two are fourteen three are twenty one four are twenty eight five are thirty five six are forty two are forty nine eight are fifty six nine are sixty three ten are zero. All the scholars crowded round time boy to look at the book. Ruffin did not for he was looking at the school clock. The clock has lost something said he and sure enough it did not look all right. The teacher looked up for he was leaning with his head on his desk groaning. What is wrong with it he asked something is missing. There is a number out. There are only eleven figures said the teacher. No no said the scholars. Count them out Ruffin said the master. One two three four five six eight nine ten eleven twelve. Quite right said the teacher you see there are twelve. No there are not yes there are no yes no yes what is it all about and he looked around the room and then leaned his head on the desk again and groaned. In the meantime the raven had crept along the rafters till he had got over the teacher's desk and then he got a good heavy seven and dropped it right on the little bald spot on the top of the teacher's head. It bounded off the head and fell on the desk before him. The instant the teacher saw it he knew what was wanting all the time. He covered over the seven with a piece of blotting paper. He then called up Ruffin. Ruffin you told me that something was missing are you sure. Yes of course very well. Do you remember that you said yesterday that you wished a certain number had died in a madhouse. Yes I do and I wish it still. Well that number has been stolen by someone during the night. Hurray said Ruffin and he threw his book up to the ceiling. It hit poor Mr. Doar who had another seven in his beak ready to drop it and not the seven down. It fell into time boys cap which he held in his hand. He took it out and stooped and petted it. Poor seven said time boy give me the number said Ruffin I shan't it belongs to me then I'll make you said Ruffin and he caught hold of time boy even before the master's face. Let me go I'll not give you my poor seven said time boy and he began to scream and cry. Ruffin stand out said the master. Ruffin did so. Seven times seven asked the master. Ruffin did not answer he could not for he had not got a seven. I know said time boy. Oh yes said Ruffin with a sneer he knows because he has a number. 49 said time boy. Right said the master go up time boy. So time boy went up to the top of the class and Ruffin went down. Seven times 49 asked the master. They were all silent. Come answer said the master. What is it yourself said time boy. Well my boy I am sorry to say I cannot say. Dear me it is very queer and the master put down his head on the desk again and groaned louder than ever. Just then Mr. Daw took another seven and dropped it down on the floor before time boy. 343 said time boy quickly for he could answer as he had another seven. The teacher looked up and laughed loudly. Hooray hooray said he when the third seven fell the raven began to swell. He got seven times as big as he was so that he began to lift the slates off the roof. The scholars all looked up. Ruffin had his mouth open and Mr. Daw, anxious to get rid of the sevens, dropped one into it. 2401 Ruffin spluttered out. Mr. Daw dropped another seven into his mouth and he spluttered out again worse than ever. 16807 The raven began hurling sevens at him as fast as he could. And each time he threw one he got smaller and smaller till he got to just his natural size. Ruffin kept spluttering out and gasping numbers as hard as ever he could till he grew black in the face and fell down in a fit. Just as he had come to 79,792,266,297,612,001, suddenly time boy woke up and found that he had been dreaming with his head down. End of section 5