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... Across the night of time, it seemed to him, the picture stole before his inner eye with a certainty that left no room for doubt. It was not the cells of memory in his brain of To day that gave up their dead, it was the eternal Self in him that remembered and understood—the soul. ACROSS THE NIGHT OF TIME IT SEEMED TO HIM THE PICTURE STOLE BEFORE HIS INNER EYE WITH A CERTAINTY THAT LEFT NO ROOM FOR DOUBT IT WAS NOT THE CELLS OF MEMORY IN HIS BRAIN OF TO DAY THAT GAVE UP THEIR DEAD IT WAS THE ETERNAL SELF IN HIM THAT REMEMBERED AND UNDERSTOOD THE SOUL
e’s ironies crept into him; for if everything was just, there was no room for whimpering. And the voice persisted above the sound of busy footsteps in the ward: “I owe it ... I’ll pay it gladly ...!” Through the pain and weakness the whisper died away. He was exhausted. There were periods of unconsciousness,[150] but there were periods of half-consciousness as well; then flashes of another kind of consciousness altogether, when, bathed in high, soft light, he was aware of things he could not quite account for. He saw. It was absolutely real. Only, the critical faculty was gone. He did not question what he saw, as he stared across at his cousin’s bed. He knew. Perhaps the beaten, worn-out body let something through at last. The nerves, over-strained to numbness, lay very still. The physical system, battered and depleted, made no cry. The clamour of the flesh was hushed. He was aware, however, of an undeniable exaltation of the spirit in him, as he lay and gazed towards his cousin’s bed. D NO ROLE AT ALL AND A DEEPER UNDERSTANDING OF LIFE'S IRONIES CREPT INTO HIM FOR IF EVERYTHING WAS JUST THERE WAS NO ROOM FOR WHIMPERING AND THE VOICE PERSISTED ABOVE THE SOUND OF BUSY FOOTSTEPS IN THE WARD I OWE IT I'LL PAY IT GLADLY THROUGH THE PAIN AND WEAKNESS THE WHISPER DIED AWAY HE WAS EXHAUSTED THERE WERE PERIODS OF UNCONSCIOUSNESS BUT THERE WERE PERIODS OF HALF CONSCIOUSNESS AS WELL THEN FLASHES OF ANOTHER KIND OF CONSCIOUSNESS ALTOGETHER WHEN BATHED IN HIGH SOFT LIGHT HE WAS AWARE OF THINGS HE COULD NOT QUITE ACCOUNT FOR HE SAW IT WAS ABSOLUTELY REAL ONLY THE CRITICAL FACULTY WAS GONE HE DID NOT QUESTION WHAT HE SAW AS HE STARED ACROSS AT HIS COUSIN'S BED HE KNEW PERHAPS THE BEATEN WORN OUT BODY LET SOMETHING THROUGH IT LAST THE NERVES OVERSTRAINED TO NUMBNESS LAY VERY STILL THE PHYSICAL SYSTEM BATTERED AND DEPLETED MADE NO CRY THE CLAMOUR OF THE FLESH WAS HUSHED HE WAS AWARE HOWEVER OF AN UNDENIABLE EXALTATION OF THE SPIRIT IN HIM AS HE LAY AND GAZED TOWARDS HIS COUSIN'S BED
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