Oblivion and nothingness inundated me with their sombre waves.     

       Yet light gradually dawned upon the darkness of my mind. Dreams commenced to touch me softly in their silent flight.     

       The eyes of my soul were opened, and I beheld my chamber as it actually was. I might have believed myself awake but for a vague consciousness which assured me that I slept, and that something fantastic was about to take place.     

       The odour of the myrrh had augmented in intensity, and I felt a slight       headache, which I very naturally attributed to several glasses of champagne that we had drunk to the unknown gods and our future fortunes.     

       I peered through my room with a feeling of expectation which I saw nothing to justify. Every article of furniture was in its proper place. The lamp, softly shaded by its globe of ground crystal, burned upon its bracket; the water-colour sketches shone under their Bohemian glass; the curtains hung down languidly; everything wore an aspect of tranquil slumber.     

       After a few moments, however, all this calm interior appeared to become disturbed. The woodwork cracked stealthily, the ash-covered log suddenly emitted a jet of blue flame, and the discs of the pateras seemed like great metallic eyes, watching, like myself, for the things which were about to happen.     

       My eyes accidentally fell upon the desk where I had placed the foot of the Princess Hermonthis.     

       Instead of remaining quiet, as behoved a foot which had been embalmed for four thousand years, it commenced to act in a nervous manner, contracted itself, and leaped over the papers like a startled frog. One would have imagined that it had suddenly been brought into contact with a galvanic battery. I could distinctly hear the dry sound made by its little heel, hard as the hoof of a gazelle.     

       I became rather discontented with my acquisition, inasmuch as I wished my paper-weights to be of a sedentary disposition, and thought it very unnatural that feet should walk about without legs, and I commenced to experience a feeling closely akin to fear.     

       Suddenly I saw the folds of my bed-curtain stir, and heard a bumping       

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