18/36 And the learned gentleman'll only think it's a dream, like he always does.' They tapped at the door, and on the 'Come in' entered. The learned gentleman was sitting in front of his untasted breakfast. Oh, what have I not learned in the last hour!' 'In the grey dawn,' said the Priest, 'I left my hiding-place, and finding myself among these treasures from my own country, I remained. I feel more at home here somehow.' 'Of course I know it's a dream,' said the learned gentleman feverishly, 'but, oh, ye gods! what a dream! By jove!...' 'Call not upon the gods,' said the Priest, 'lest ye raise greater ones than ye can control. |