For an instant he could not remember.

For a moment he did not even realize that he was at Shilah.

His meditation had almost been a trance, and it took him time to adjust himself to the knowledge of the conscious mind.

His subconsciousness was very powerfully alive in these days.

There was not the same ceaselessly active eye, nor the vibration of the impatient body which belonged to the money-master and miller of the Manor Cartier.