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THE SWAP

a few seconds earlier than Mather did, since he wasn't delayed by having to get over an attack of irritation. Things had suddenly gone just as he wished, so his observations followed quite a simple route, and at a steady pace. First, he saw the bridge of his own nose reflected in Mather's eyes. It was like looking into a small, very clear, binocular camera -a sort of stereoscopic effect. He was just beginning to wonder why he had never tried this odd little experiment before, when he was disturbed by an awkward feeling-a physical feeling that he hadn't had since he'd fainted from a palpitation. His heart had begun to beat as if it were pushing itself out of his chest, and he had at the same time the sensation that this was in some way a"double event"-that Mather was suffering in the same way and that he, Jones, could directly share that unpleasantness as though it were his own. He tried to shift his attention back to his eyes and away from his chest. He was sufficiently successful, though the acute discomfort continued, to be largely distracted by what he saw.
A moment before he had been observing the bridge of his nose mirrored in the eyes which were staring into his. Now the same field of vision was before him-but not quite the same-the same details, but their order was changed. He saw his nose and, behind it, the mirror eyes-and in these what was he seeing? To clear away his confusion he lowered his focus. He saw quite clearly his own nose confronting him. He saw the broad bridge, almost a saddle, which he'd so often confronted when shaving. Squinting involuntarily, he caught sight of a high narrow bridge even closer to him.

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