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athwart the space and fell. The shouts sounded like

English, there was a reiteration of "Wake!" He



heard some indistinct shrill cry, and abruptly the

three men began laughing.



"Ha, ha, ha!" laughed one--a red-haired man in

a short purple robe. "When the Sleeper wakes--



__When!__

He turned his eyes full of merriment along the passage.



His face changed, the whole man changed,

became rigid. The other two turned swiftly at his



exclamation and stood motionless. Their faces

assumed an expression of consternation, an expression



that deepened into awe.

Suddenly Graham's knees bent beneath him, his arm



against the pillar collapsed limply, he staggered

forward and fell upon his face.



CHAPTER IV

THE SOUND OF A TUMULT



Graham's last impression before he fainted was of

a clamorous ringing of bells. He learnt afterwards that



he was insensible, hanging between life and death, for

the better part of an hour. When he recovered his



senses, he was back on his translucent couch, and

there was a stirringwarmth at heart and throat. The



dark apparatus, he perceived, had been removed from

his arm, which was bandaged. The white framework



was still about him, but the greenishtransparent

substance that had filled it was altogether gone. A man



in a deep violet robe, one of those who had been on

the balcony, was looking keenly into his face.



Remote but insistent was a clamour of bells and

confused sounds, that suggested to his mind the



picture of a great number of people shouting together.

Something seemed to fall across this tumult, a



door suddenly closed.

Graham moved his head. "What does this all



mean?" he said slowly. "Where am I?"

He saw the red-haired man who had been first to



discover him. A voice seemed to be asking what he

had said, and was abruptly stilled.



The man in violet answered in a soft voice, speaking

English with a slightly foreign accent, or so at least



it seemed to the Sleeper's ears, "You are quite safe.

You were brought hither from where you fell asleep.



It is quite safe. You have been here some time--

sleeping. In a trance."



He said something further that Graham could not

hear, and a little phial was handed across to him.



Graham felt a cooling spray, a fragrant mist played

over his forehead for a moment, and his sense of



refreshment increased. He closed his eyes in satisfaction.

" Better?" asked the man in violet, as Graham's



eyes reopened. He was a pleasant-faced man of

thirty, perhaps, with a pointed flaxen beard, and a



clasp of gold at the neck of his violet robe.

"Yes," said Graham.



"You have been asleep some time. In a cataleptic

trance. You have heard? Catalepsy? It may seem



strange to you at first, but I can assure you everything

is well."



Graham did not answer, but these words served

their reassuring purpose. His eyes went from face



to face of the three people about him. They were

regarding him strangely. He knew he ought to be



somewhere in Cornwall, but he could not square these

things with that impression.



A matter that had been in his mind during his last

waking moments at Boscastle recurred, a thing resolved



upon and somehow neglected. He cleared his




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