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 with it a sudden ache of intolerable longing for the good life he had left behind.

"I don't understand!" he muttered. And then, aimlessly, and with a vague notion of having heard the words before,—"You see things, and know them to exist, and can't account for them."

Then he found himself all at once crawling on hands and knees towards the huddled figure that he knew watched him with living eyes, with the heavy fragrance of the jasmine luring him always on; and pulled himself up short with sudden terror in his face, believing quite seriously that he was mad, and shivering to think what might have occurred if he unwittingly had touched it. The light was dim and his eyes were full of mist, so that he could