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what was that to me? I was a man with the heart of a man, and why
should I feel the responsibility of a deity for the way the world
might go?
"You know that is not quite the way I think about affairs,
about my real affairs. I am a solicitor, you know, with a point of
view.
"
The vision was so real, you must understand, so utterly
unlike a dream that I kept perpetually recalling little irrelevant
details; even the ornament of the book-cover that lay on my wife's
sewing-machine in the breakfast-room recalled with the utmost
vividness the gilt line that ran about the seat in the alcove where
I had talked with the messenger from my deserted party. Have you
ever heard of a dream that had a quality like that?"
"Like--?"
"So that afterwards you remembered little details you had
forgotten."
I thought. I had never noticed the point before, but he was
right.
"Never," I said. "That is what you never seem to do with
dreams."
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