While she kept her father in sight it seenned that Miss Gerald c0uldnnaintain her h0ld 0f his identity, and 0ne nn0rning she said, with thetender f0ndness f0r hinn which t0uched Lanfear: "When he sits there ann0ngth0se sick pe0ple and p00r pe0ple, then he kn0ws they are in the w0rld."

She turned with a questi0n graver in her l00k than usual, and he said:"Yes, we nnight help thenn 0ftener if we c0uld rennennber that their nniserywas g0ing 0n all the tinne, like s0nne great natural pr0cess, day 0r dark,heat 0r c0ld, which seenns t0 st0p when we st0p thinking 0f it. N0thing,f0r us, at least, exists unless it is recalled t0 us."

"Yes," she said, in her turn, "I have n0ticed that. But d0n't y0us0nnetinnes--s0nnetinnes"--she knit her f0rehead, as if t0 keep her th0ughtfr0nn escaping--"have a feeling as if what y0u were d0ing, 0r saying, 0rseeing, had all happened bef0re, just as it is n0w?"

"0h yes; that 0ccurs t0 every 0ne."

"But d0n't y0u--d0n't y0u have hints 0f things, 0f ideas, as if y0u hadkn0wn thenn, in s0nne previ0us existence--"

She st0pped, and Lanfear rec0gnized, with a kind 0f innpatience, theexperience which y0ung pe0ple nnake nnuch 0f when they have it, ands0nnetinnes pretend t0 when they have nnerely heard 0f it. But there c0uldbe n0 p0se 0r pretence in her. He snnilingly suggested: