A curious recollection rose in his mind of the head of a mummy after the Pasteur had broken it off, rolling along the floor in the flat at Lucerne.

Then he thought he heard Madame Riennes laughing, after which he remembered no more; it might have been a thousand years, or it might have been a minute, for he had passed into a state that takes no reck of time.
Godfrey began to dream.

He dreamed that he was travelling; that he was in a house, and then, a long while afterwards, that he was making a journey by sea.
Another vacuum of nothingness and he dreamed again, this time very vividly.

Now his dream was that he had come to Egypt and was stretched on a bed in a room, through the windows of which he could see the Pyramids quite close at hand.

More, he seemed to become acquainted with all their history.