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           ""Andfoundyourselfwhereyouhadbeenbefore?""Why,whereelseshouldIfindmyself?""Wouldyoumindtellingme,Agatha,whatitwasthatyoudreamedaboutme?Itreallyisnotmerecuriosityonmypart.""Imerelyhadavagueimpressionthatyoucameintoit.Icannotrecallanythingdefinite.""Ifyouhavenotbeenoutto-day,Agatha,howisitthatyourshoesaredusty?"Apainedlookcameoverherface."Really,Austin,Idonotknowwhatisthematterwithyouthismorning.Onewouldalmostthinkthatyoudoubtedmyword.Ifmybootsaredusty,itmustbe,ofcourse,thatIhaveputonapairwhichthemaidhadnotcleaned."Itwasperfectlyevidentthatsheknewnothingwhateveraboutthematter,andIreflectedthat,afterall,perhapsitwasbetterthatIshouldnotenlightenher.Itmightfrightenher,andcouldservenogoodpurposethatIcouldsee.Isaidnomoreaboutit,therefore,andleftshortlyafterwardtogivemylecture.ButIamimmenselyimpressed.Myhorizonofscientificpossibilitieshassuddenlybeenenormouslyextended.InolongerwonderatWilson’sdemonicenergyandenthusiasm.Whowouldnotworkhardwhohadavastvirginfieldreadytohishand?Why,Ihaveknownthenovelshapeofanucleolus,oratriflingpeculiarityofstripedmuscularfibreseenundera300-diameterlens,fillmewithexultation.Howpettydosuchresearchesseemwhencomparedwiththisonewhichstrikesattheveryrootsoflifeandthenatureofthesoul!Ihadalwayslookeduponspiritasaproductofmatter.Thebrain,Ithought,secretedthemind,astheliverdoesthebile