Here arises an issue on which I am in two minds continually. In this
strange world we were constantly surrounded by phenomena which were not
explicable by any knowledge I possessed, nor consistent with any
previous experiences. So was it here. I was accustomed to light that
invaded darkness and gradually died as its source was distanced, but
here was light which was sharply defined in its area,--which ended
evenly and abruptly. To explain this is necessary for my narrative. But
that necessity is incidental. We were surrounded by phenomena which were
equally new, but which were entirely irrelevant. Sometimes I was able to
imagine an explanation: sometimes not. Sometimes the cause became clear
subsequently, or was told to me. I should like to tell of all these
things, but I have a tale to tell also. I am of one mind to turn aside,
and of another mind to go forward. But I see that if I would reach the
conclusion at which I aim, I must restrain my desire to wander.
We sat for some time in the darkness against the opposite wall watching
the form of the Dweller, who did not move, and was still apparently
sleeping. There was no means of judging the passage of time, but it was
long since I had slept, and after the meal I had to confess to an
increasing drowsiness, on which my companion suggested that I should use
the time in sleep, which I required at shorter intervals than herself,
while she would watch for us both.
CHAPTER X
VISIONS
I do not know how long I slept, but suppose it to have been for many
hours. I waked to find that nothing had changed.
Invigorated by rest, I was quite willing to agree that we should wait no
longer, but proceed upon our own investigations.
Rising with this purpose, our eyes were first attracted to the wall
behind us in which was depicted one of those living scenes with which we
had already become familiar.
Strange and wonderful as they then seemed, I have since realised that
there were many simpler-seeming things around me which are less easily
explicable.
Knowing, as we do, that sight travels through space, bearing the vision
of that which was, to the infinite distances, and that we ourselves can
behold the stars of earlier millenniums in positions which they have
long ceased to occupy, it is not difficult to understand that the
Dwellers must have discovered a process by which such visions could be
deflected or reflected back to the earth from which they originated, and
that it was the past history of the earth which was unfolded through the
walls of these dark and (as we subsequently realised) seemingly unending
corridors.
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