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Clarke heard the words quite distinctly, and knew that Raymond was speaking to him, but for the life of him he could not rouse himself from his lethargy. He could only think of the lonely walk he had taken fifteen years ago; it was his last look at the fields and woods he had known since he was a child, and now it all stood out in brilliant light, as a picture, before him. CLARKE HEARD THE WORDS QUITE DISTINCTLY AND KNEW THAT RAYMOND WAS SPEAKING TO HIM BUT FOR THE LIFE OF HIM HE COULD NOT ROUSE HIMSELF FROM HIS LETHARGY HE COULD ONLY THINK OF THE LONELY WALK HE HAD TAKEN FIFTEEN YEARS AGO IT WAS HIS LAST LOOK AT THE FIELDS AND WOODS HE HAD KNOWN SINCE HE WAS A CHILD AND NOW IT ALL STOOD OUT IN BRILLIANT LIGHT AS A PICTURE BEFORE HIM
elt surprised that he was not reminded of the chemist’s shop or the surgery. Clarke found himself idly endeavouring to analyse the sensation, and half conscious, he began to think of a day, fifteen years ago, that he had spent roaming through the woods and meadows near his own home. It was a burning day at the beginning of August, the heat had dimmed the outlines of all things and all distances with a faint mist, and people who observed the thermometer spoke of an abnormal register, of a temperature that was almost tropical. Strangely that wonderful hot day of the fifties rose up again in Clarke’s imagination; the sense of dazzling all-pervading sunlight seemed to blot out the shadows and the lights of the laboratory, and he felt again the heated air beating in gusts about his face, saw the shimmer rising from the turf, and heard the myriad murmur of the summer. “I hope the smell doesn’t annoy you, Clarke; there’s nothing unwholesome about it. It may make you a bit sleepy, that’s all.”  AS IT GREW MORE DECIDED HE FELT SURPRISED THAT HE WAS NOT REMINDED OF THE CHEMIST SHOP OR THE SURGERY CLARK FOUND HIMSELF IDLY ENDEAVOURING TO ANALYZE THE SENSATION AND HALF CONSCIOUS HE BEGAN TO THINK OF A DAY FIFTEEN YEARS AGO THAT HE HAD SPENT ROAMING THROUGH THE WOODS AND MEADOWS NEAR HIS OWN HOME WAS A BURNING DAY AT THE BEGINNING OF AUGUST THE HEAT HAD DIMMED THE OUTLINES OF ALL THINGS AND ALL DISTANCES WITH A FAINT MIST AND PEOPLE WHO OBSERVED THE THERMOMETER SPOKE OF AN ABNORMAL REGISTER OF A TEMPERATURE THAT WAS ALMOST TROPICAL STRANGELY THAT WONDERFUL HOT DAY OF THE FIFTIES ROSE UP AGAIN IN CLARKE'S IMAGINATION THE SENSE OF DAZZLING ALL PERVADING SUNLIGHT SEEMED TO BLOT OUT THE SHADOWS AND THE LIGHTS OF THE LABORATORY AND HE FELT AGAIN THE HEATED AIR BEATING IN GUSTS ABOUT HIS FACE SAW THE SHIMMER RISING FROM THE TURF AND HEARD THE MYRIAD MURMUR OF THE SUMMER I HOPE THE SMELL DOESN'T ANNOY YOU CLARK THERE'S NOTHING UNWHOLESOME ABOUT IT IT MAY MAKE YOU A BIT SLEEPY THAT'S ALL
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