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utterly the solid wall of sense; and probably; for the first time since man 

was made; a spirit will gaze on a spirit…world。            Clarke; Mary will see the 

god Pan!〃 

     〃But   you   remember   what   you   wrote   to   me?      I   thought   it   would   be 

requisite that she〃 

     He whispered the rest into the doctor's ear。 

     〃Not at all; not at all。     That is nonsense。       I assure you。      Indeed; it is 

better as it is; I am quite certain of that。〃 

     〃Consider      the  matter    well;   Raymond。       It's  a  great   responsibility。 

Something might go wrong; you would be a miserable man for the rest of 

your days。〃 

     〃No; I think not; even if the worst happened。            As you know; I rescued 

Mary from the gutter; and from almost certain starvation; when she was a 

child; I think her life is mine; to use as I see fit。          Come; it's getting late; 

we had better go in。〃 

     Dr。 Raymond led the way into the house; through the hall; and down a 

long dark passage。        He took a key from his pocket and opened a heavy 

door;    and   motioned     Clarke    into  his   laboratory。    It   had   once   been    a 

billiard…room; and was lighted by a glass dome in the centre of the ceiling; 

whence there still shone a sad grey light on the figure of the doctor as he 

lit a lamp with a heavy shade and placed it on a table in the middle of the 

room。 

     Clarke   looked   about   him。      Scarcely   a   foot   of   wall   remained   bare; 

there were shelves all around laden with bottles and phials of all shapes 

and    colours;    and   at   one   end   stood    a  little  Chippendale      book…case。 

Raymond pointed to this。 

     〃You see that parchment Oswald Crollius?               He was one of the first to 

show me the way; though I don't think he ever found it himself。                 That is a 

strange saying of his: 'In every grain of wheat there lies hidden the soul of 

a star。'〃 



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     There   was   not   much   furniture   in   the   laboratory。         The   table   in   the 

centre; a stone slab with a drain in one corner; the two armchairs on which 

Raymond   and   Clarke   were   sitting;   that   was   all;   except   an   odd…looking 

chair at the furthest end of the room。              Clarke looked at it; and raised his 

eyebrows。 

     〃Yes; that is the chair;〃 said Raymond。                〃We may as well place it in 

position。〃      He got up and wheeled the chair to the light; and began raising 

and lowering it; letting down the seat; setting the back at various angles; 

and   adjusting   the   foot…rest。      It   looked   comfortable   enough;   and   Clarke 

passed his hand over the soft green velvet; as the doctor manipulated the 

levers。 

     〃Now;      Clarke;    make     yourself    quite   comfortable。       I   have   a  couple 

hours' work before me; I was obliged to leave certain matters to the last。〃 

     Raymond went to the stone slab; and Clarke watched him drearily as 

he   bent   over   a   row  of   phials   and   lit the   flame   under the crucible。       The 

doctor had a small hand…lamp; shaded as the larger one; on a ledge above 

his   apparatus;   and   Clarke;   who   sat   in   the   shadows;   looked   down   at   the 

great shadowy room; wondering at the bizarre effects of brilliant light and 

undefined       darkness     contrasting      with   one    another。     Soon      he   became 

conscious of an odd odour; at first the merest suggestion of odour; in the 

room;   and   as   it   grew   more   decided   he   felt   surprised   that   he   was   not 

reminded of the chemist's shop or the surgery。                 Clarke found himself idly 

endeavouring   to   analyse   the   sensation;   and   half   conscious;   he   began   to 

think of   a   day;   fifteen   years   ago;   that   he had   spent   roaming through   the 

woods   and   meadows   near   his   own   home。           It   was   a   burning   day   at   the 

beginning of August; the heat had dimmed the outlines of all things and all 

distances   with   a   faint   mist;   and   people   who   observed   the   thermometer 

spoke of an abnormal register; of a temperature that was almost tropical。 

Strangely  that   wonderful   hot   day  of   the   fifties   rose   up   again   in   Clarke's 

imagination; the  sense  of dazzling   all…pervading   sunlight   seemed   to   blot 

out   the   shadows   and   the   lights   of   the   laboratory;   and   he   felt   again   the 

heated air beating in gusts about his face; saw the shimmer rising from the 

turf; and heard the myriad murmur of the summer。 

     〃I    hope     the   smell     doesn't    annoy     you;    Clarke;     there's    nothing 



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unwholesome about it。           It may make you a bit sleepy; that's all。〃 

     Clarke heard the words quite distinctly; and knew that Raymond was 

speaking to him; but for the life of him he could not rouse himself from his 

lethargy。     He   could   only   think   of   the   lonely   walk   he   had   taken   fifteen 

years ago; it was his last look at the fields and woods he had known since 

he   was   a   child;   and   now   it   all   stood   out   in   brilliant   light;   as   a   picture; 

before him。       Above all there came to his nostrils the scent of summer; the 

smell   of   flowers   mingled;   and   the   odour   of   the   woods;   of   cool   shaded 

places;  deep   in   the   green   depths;  drawn   forth   by  the   sun's   heat;   and   the 

scent   of   the   good   earth;   lying   as   it   were   with   arms   stretched   forth;   and 

smiling   lips;   overpowered   all。   His   fancies   made   him   wander;   as   he   had 

wandered   long   ago;   from   the   fields   into   the   wood;   tracking   a   little   path 

between the shining undergrowth of beech…trees; and the trickle of water 

dropping from the limestone rock sounded as a clear melody in the dream。 

Thoughts began to go astray and to mingle with other thoughts; the beech 

alley was transformed to a path between ilex…trees; and here and there a 

vine    climbed     from   bough     to   bough;    and   sent   up   waving     tendrils   and 

drooped   with   purple   grapes;   and   the   sparse   grey…green   leaves   of   a   wild 

olive…tree stood out against the dark shadows of the ilex。                    Clarke; in the 

deep folds of dream; was conscious that the path from his father's house 

had led   him  into an undiscovered   country;  and   he   was   wondering   at   the 

strangeness of it all; when suddenly; in place of the hum and murmur of 

the summer; an infinite silence seemed to fall on all things; and the wood 

was hushed; and for a moment in time he stood face to face there with a 

presence; that was neither man nor beast; neither the living nor the dead; 

but all things mingled; the form of all things but devoid of all form。                    And 

in that moment; the sacrament of body and soul was dissolved; and a voice 

seemed   to     cry   〃Let   us   go   hence;〃    and   then   the   darkness    of   darkness 

beyond the stars; the darkness of everlasting。 

     When   Clarke   woke   up   with   a   start   he   saw   Raymond   pouring   a   few 

drops of some oily fluid into a green phial; which he stoppered tightly。 

     〃You have been dozing;〃 he said; 〃the journey must have tired you out。 

It is done now。       I am going to fetch Mary; I shall be back in ten minutes。〃 

     Clarke lay back in his chair and wondered。                It seemed as if he had but 



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passed from one dream into another。             He half expected to see the walls of 

the laboratory melt and disappear; and to awake in London; shuddering at 

his   own   sleeping   fancies。   But   at   last   the   door   opened;   and   the   doctor 

returned;   and   behind   him   came   a   girl   of   about   seventeen;   dressed   all   in 

white。     She   was   so   beautiful   that   Clarke   did   not   wonder   at   what   the 

doctor had written to him。          She was blushing now over face and neck and 

arms; but Raymond seemed unmoved。 

     〃Mary;〃 he said; 〃the time has come。              You are quite free。         Are you 

willing to trust yourself to me entirely?〃 

     〃Yes; dear。〃 

     〃Do you hear that; Clarke?           You are my witness。          Here is the chair; 

Mary。     It is quite easy。     Just sit in it and lean back。       Are you ready?〃 

     〃Yes; dear; quite ready。       Give me a kiss before you begin。〃 

     The doctor stooped and

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