. Jimbo : a fantasy. t of^ escape. Hell try to preventus going together so that you should get lost. Butits better you shouldnt know too much, sheadded. Trust me and have patience. Oh, thats what youre so afraid of, he said, separation / He was very proud indeed of thelong word, and said it over several times to himself. And the governess, looking out of the window 204 JIMBO CHAP. XV at the fading sunlight, repeated to herself more thanto him the word he was so proud of. * Yes, thats what Fm so afraid of—separation ; but if it means your salvation and her sentence remained unfinished as her ey
. Jimbo : a fantasy. t of^ escape. Hell try to preventus going together so that you should get lost. Butits better you shouldnt know too much, sheadded. Trust me and have patience. Oh, thats what youre so afraid of, he said, separation / He was very proud indeed of thelong word, and said it over several times to himself. And the governess, looking out of the window 204 JIMBO CHAP. XV at the fading sunlight, repeated to herself more thanto him the word he was so proud of. * Yes, thats what Fm so afraid of—separation ; but if it means your salvation and her sentence remained unfinished as her eyes wandered far abovethe tops of the trees into the shadows of the sky. And Jimbo, drawn by the sadness lof her voice,turned towards the window and noticed to his utteramazement that he could sge right through her. Hecould see the branches of the trees beyond herbody. But the next instant she turned and was nolonger transparent, and before the boy could saya word, she crossed the floor and disappearedfrom the 205 CHAPTER XVI PREPARATION Now that he was preparing to leave it, Jimbo beganto realise more fully how things in this world ofdelirium—so the governess sometimes called it—were all terribly out of order and confused. Solong as he was wholly in it and of it, everythinghad seemed all right ; but, as he approached hisnormal condition again, the disorder became moreand more apparent. And the next few hours brought it home withstartling clearness, and increased to fever heat thedesire for final escape. It was not so much a nonsense-world—it was tooalarming for that—as a world of nightmare, whereineverything was distorted. Events in it were all outof proportion ; effects no longer sprang from adequatecauses ; things happened in a dislocated sort of way,and there was no sequence in the order of theirhappening. Tiny occurrences filled him with dispro-portionate, inconceivable horror ; and great events,on the other hand, passed him scatheless. The spirit 207 2o8 J
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