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DROMENON

"I know when we met you thought I was a busybodyan odd organist who wanted also to ape the antiquarian:'
I saw further, whoever he might be, that he was not the man to be put off by courteous disavowals.
He hardly waited for the conclusion to form in my mind before adding, "I know, also, that under the antiquarian's dread of deceit, the fear of being taken in, is a real desire to decode the truth, to be taken in, in another sense, into the authentic arcana. Yet there are tides ..:'
Indeed, there are, and my sudden turn from suspicion to trust had passed its flood and was as rapidly ebbing. I felt that my strange sensation could only have been a slight vertigo, brought on by his really quite impertinent handling. I wished only to get away.
This feeling became acute when he went on, "Any other day of the year you might have missed everything."
" Because I should not have had the privilege of youi guidance?" I questioned. The question was, of course, only a"discourtesy" question. I can say such a recoil was not normal to me, and-as a reaction or recoil-I believe it is partial evidence that, in the moments before, I had undergone some psychophysical experience from which temperament was attempting an "overbalanced" recovery. My opponent--I had almost said-well, my companion, refused to be challenged and thrown back to the part of a beaten-off boarding party.
He continued to remark quietly, more to himself than to me, "There is no chance; so to say `coincidence' is to say nothing. I will therefore only note that it happens that only on this afternoon of the year-an afternoon naturally often

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