Yet all the questions directed to that end, which he asked himself,
remained unanswered, and for this reason he was desirous of seeing
whether the essence might not perhaps enable others to grasp the real
nature of that which until then had been unfathomable by man.
Consequently he could not resist the temptation, of letting Frau Schimmel
inhale the elixir. Then he asked her why every one who was born was
destined to die, and disappear?
To which she only answered: "Such things you must ask of the good God,
who has so willed it."
When he wished further to know how, and of what ingredients the human
blood was made, the old lady laughed, and replied lightly that it was
red, and more than that she had not learned from the "Schoolmaster with
the Children," from which she had acquired all that she knew.
Then the doctor cried: "And so my hard-earned discovery is of less value
than I hoped!"
But these words had scarcely escaped him before he smiled to himself, for
it was the elixir that had forced him to this outbreak, otherwise he
would never have confessed to any one, be he who be might, that his
wonderful discovery was in any way incomplete.
Being satisfied with his experiences for that day he no longer hindered
the old lady from going to rest.
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