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18 also appear to me in dolorous dreams, even you a cause of grief; but followed by a comforting awakening, it does not give such an acute pain as the other dreams; because after I have dreamed that I have lost you, and sought after you distractedly in the crowded streets of a dark city, or that I could not succour you while I see you bleeding and invoking me with the eyes of the dying under the blows of a strange slave-beater, it is a great joy to me when on waking I hear your affectionate growling and barking, moved by some passion, and your prolonged howls and your affectionate growls close to my face as if you had guessed my dream and come over to say to me in your language:—"Do not fear, you have only dreamed; your Dick is alive and happy; cast out the dread thoughts. Rise from your couch and go to work."

Look at him now! head and ears erect, trembling all over, gazing out of the window. He has heard the distant voice of a brother, from the other side of the square. It is the call of his blood that stirs up the instinct of the errant and free life, the yearning for the society of tailed anarchists from whom I have separated him. Perhaps at this moment he regrets