[She and Allan by H. Rider Haggard]@TWC D-Link bookShe and Allan CHAPTER XIV 4/18
And yet, Ayesha, you speak as though you have lived all through that gulf of time, and in this there must be error, because it is impossible.
Therefore I suppose you to mean that this history has come down to you in writing, or perhaps in dreams. I believe that even in such far-off times there were writers of romance, and we all know of what stuff dreams are made.
At least this thought comes to me," I added hurriedly, fearing lest I had said too much, "and one so wise as you are, I repeat, knows well that a woman who says she has lived two thousand years must be mad or--suffer from delusions, because I repeat, it is impossible." At these quite innocent remarks she sprang to her feet in a rage that might truly be called royal in every sense. "Impossible! Romance! Dreams! Delusions! Mad!" she cried in a ringing voice.
"Oh! of a truth you weary me, and I have a mind to send you whither you will learn what is impossible and what is not.
Indeed, I would do it, and now, only I need your services, and if I did there would be none left for me to talk with, since your companion is moonstruck and the others are but savages of whom I have seen enough. "Hearken, fool! _Nothing_ is impossible.
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