Flames by Robert Smythe Hichens
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"Why should I? Why should I laugh at any circumstances which strongly
affect men whom I know, or, indeed, any men?" "But then, tell me, do you believe in some strange, unseen agency? Do you believe that Julian absolutely held the hand of some being dwelling in another sphere, some being attracted to us, or, say, enabled to come to us by such an action as our sitting at a table in the dark?" "No. I don't believe that." "You attribute the whole thing to bodily causes?" "I am inclined to attribute it to the action and reaction of mind and body, undoubtedly. If you had sat in the light, for instance, I don't think Addison would have felt that hand. The hand is indeed the least of the circumstances you have related, in my opinion. The incidents of the dog and of the curtain are far more mysterious. You are positive the door was securely shut?" "Quite positive." "Could you, after having drawn the curtain, have allowed your hand to slip slightly back, pulling the curtain with it?" "I don't think so. I feel sure not." "You know we all constantly make involuntary motions--motions that our minds are quite unaware of." "I do feel sure, nevertheless. And the dog? What do you say to that?" |
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