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Daybreak; a Romance of an Old World by James Cowan
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"Proctor is a friend of yours, is he not?"

"Certainly," answered Thorwald, "what could he be but a friend? But then I
never saw him before today."

"Is it possible? Are strangers always treated so hospitably?"

"I see nothing unusual in his treatment of us. We are always at perfect
liberty to stay where ever night overtakes us, and it makes no difference
with the quality of the hospitality whether the guests are acquaintances
or not."

The memory of that night will remain with me many years. Before falling
asleep I let my mind dwell on the singular circumstances in which we were
placed and the strange manner of our leaving the earth. I had never
experienced anything that seemed more real, and yet I could not make it
appear quite reasonable that we were in truth living on the planet Mars.
All I could say was that it was an instance where the facts were against
the theory, and I knew that in such cases it was always safest to believe
in the facts. I could distinctly remember each step of our journey, and
there could be no mistake about our present understanding. What settled
the question more firmly than ever was this thought: If we were not on
Mars, where were we? We must be somewhere.

By the time I had disposed of all my doubts I was becoming drowsy, and
then I began to think of the doctor and his unfortunate condition of mind.
This malady would doubtless increase and I should have to look out for
him, and at the same time fill the arduous position of the only sound
representative of our race in Mars. I resolved to try once more to make my
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