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Chapter XI
InBig-Tooth’sdaythehalf-mendreamed,andwhenthedreamswerebadtheyhowledintheirsleep.NowI,themodern,havelaindownwithBig-Toothanddreamedhisdreams.
Thisisgettingalmostbeyondthegripoftheintellect,Iknow;butIdoknowthatIhavedonethisthing.AndletmetellyouthattheflyingandcrawlingdreamsofBig-Toothwereasvividtohimasthefalling-through-spacedreamistoyou.
ForBig-Toothalsohadanother-self,andwhenhesleptthatother-selfdreamedbackintothepast,backtothewingedreptilesandtheclashandtheonsetofdragons,andbeyondthattothescurrying,rodent-likelifeofthetinymammals,andfarremoterstill,totheshore-slimeoftheprimevalsea.Icannot,Idarenot,saymore.Itisalltoovagueandcomplicatedandawful.IcanonlyhintofthosevastandterrificvistasthroughwhichIhavepeeredhazilyattheprogressionoflife,notupwardfromtheapetoman,butupwardfromtheworm.
Andnowtoreturntomytale.I,Big-Tooth,knewnottheSwiftOneasacreatureoffinerfacialandbodilysymmetry,withlong-lashedeyesandabridgetohernoseanddown-openingnostrilsthatmadetowardbeauty.Iknewheronlyasthemild-eyedyoungfemalewhomadesoftsoundsanddidnotfight.Ilikedtoplaywithher,Iknewnotwhy,toseekfoodinhercompany,andtogobird-nestingwithher.AndImustconfessshetaughtmethingsabouttree-climbing.Shewasverywise,verystrong,andnoclingingskirtsimpededhermovements.
ItwasaboutthistimethataslightdefectionaroseonthepartofLop-Ear.