16/44 I fell asleep--somewhere there. I don't exactly remember." He pressed his brows and whispered, "More than _two hundred years_!" He began to speak quickly with a twitching face, but his heart was cold within him. "But if it _is_ two hundred years, every soul I know, every human being that ever I saw or spoke to before I went to sleep, must be dead." They did not answer him. High and low, rich and poor, one with another ... |