No doubt it was the nightmare of his old persecutions returning again.
They looked at him, seeing that he opened his eyes.

A gentleman dressed in black advanced towards his bed, followed by others who carried papers under their arms.

He guessed they were speaking to him by the movement of their lips, but he could hear nothing.

Was he in another world?
Were all his beliefs false, and after death did another life exist the same as the one he had left?
He fell again into darkness and unconsciousness.

A long time passed--a very long time.