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Chapter 20 — Mr. Bedford in Infinite Space
“Confoundit!”Icried;“andifIamnotBedford,whatamI?”
Butinthatdirectionnolightwasforthcoming,thoughthestrangestfanciescamedriftingintomybrain,queerremotesuspicions,likeshadowsseenfromaway.Doyouknow,IhadasortofideathatreallyIwassomethingquiteoutsidenotonlytheworld,butallworlds,andoutofspaceandtime,andthatthispoorBedfordwasjustapeepholethroughwhichIlookedatlife?...
Bedford!HoweverIdisavowedhim,thereIwasmostcertainlyboundupwithhim,andIknewthatwhereverorwhateverImightbe,Imustneedsfeelthestressofhisdesires,andsympathisewithallhisjoysandsorrowsuntilhislifeshouldend.AndwiththedyingofBedford—whatthen?...
Enoughofthisremarkablephaseofmyexperiences!Itellitheresimplytoshowhowone’sisolationanddeparturefromthisplanettouchednotonlythefunctionsandfeelingofeveryorganofthebody,butindeedalsotheveryfabricofthemind,withstrangeandunanticipateddisturbances.AllthroughthemajorportionofthatvastspacejourneyIhungthinkingofsuchimmaterialthingsasthese,hungdissociatedandapathetic,acloudymegalomaniac,asitwere,amidstthestarsandplanetsinthevoidofspace;andnotonlytheworldtowhichIwasreturning,buttheblue-litcavernsoftheSelenites,theirhelmetfaces,theirgiganticandwonderfulmachines,andthefateofCavor,draggedhelplessintothatworld,seemedinfinitelyminuteandaltogethertrivialthingstome
