November 13 Tuesday – At the Brighton Hotel in Paris, the doctor came to examine Sam the day after his gout attack, which would have been this day:

This is one of the oldest pains known to medical science, and is perhaps the most competent. When we got the doctor at last, he said it was only the gout, and an attack of no importance. He seemed to regard it as a pleasure trip. He gave me a hypodermic and appeared to think the business was done — which it wasn’t. At the end of ten minutes another. It didn’t phaze that pain a bit. So he began to respect it himself, I think. After half an hour he gave me another, and that made me very comfortable [Nov. 15 to Rogers].