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He stopped abruptly. "You won't think I'm mad?" he said.
"No," I answered. "You've been dreaming. Tell me your
dream."
"
I woke up, I say, because the girl had stopped fanning me.
I was not surprised to find myself there or anything of that sort,
you understand. I did not feel I had fallen into it suddenly. I
simply took it up at that point. Whatever memory I had of this
life, this nineteenth-century life, faded as I woke, vanished like
a dream. I knew all about myself, knew that my name was no longer
Cooper but Hedon, and all about my position in the world. I've
forgotten a lot since I woke--there's a want of connection--but it
was all quite clear and matter of fact then."
He hesitated again, gripping the window strap, putting his
face forward and looking up to me appealingly.
"
This seems bosh to you?"
"No, no!" I cried. "Go on. Tell me what this loggia was
like!"
"It was not really a loggia--I don't know what to call it. It
faced south. It was small. It was all in shadow except the
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