His knees came into view over the edge of the funnel.

"Stand away from me," he said, and he dropped rather heavily on his hands and one shoulder at Graham's feet.

The released ventilator whirled noisily.
The stranger rolled over, sprang up nimbly and stood panting, hand to a bruised shoulder, and with his bright eyes on Graham.
"You are indeed the Sleeper," he said.

"I saw you asleep.

When it was the law that anyone might see you." "I am the man who was in the trance," said Graham.