The Necromancers eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 237 pages of information about The Necromancers.

He began gently to consider these things, to perceive, rather than to form, little inward pictures of what they signified; he saw the lighted omnibus, the little swirl of faces round a news-board.

Then he began to consider what had brought him here; it seemed that he saw himself, coming in his dark suit across the park, turning into the thoroughfare and across it.  He began to consider Amy; and it seemed to him that in this intense and living silence he was conscious of her for the first time without sorrow since ten days ago.  He began to consider.

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Something brought him back in an instant to the room and his perception of it, but he had not an idea what this was, whether a movement or a sound.  But on considering it afterwards he remembered that it was as that sound is that wakes a man at the very instant of his falling asleep, a sharp momentary tick, as of a clock.  Yet he had not been in the least sleepy.

On the contrary, he perceived now with an extreme and alert attention the hand on the paper; he even turned his head slightly to see if the pencil had moved.  It was as motionless as at the beginning.  He glanced up, with a touch of surprise, at his hostess’s face, and caught her in the very act of turning her eyes from his.  There was no impatience in her movement:  rather her face was of one absorbed, listening intently, not like the bearded face opposite, introspective and intuitive, but eagerly, though motionlessly, observant of the objective world.  He looked at Mrs. Stapleton.  She too bore the same expression of intent regarding thought on her usually rather tiresome face.

Then once again the silence began to come down, like a long, noiseless hush.

This time, however, his progress was swifter and more sure.  He passed with the speed of thought through those processes that had been measurable before, faintly conscious of the words spoken before the sitting began—­

“...  If possible, the silence of thought.”

He thought he understood now what this signified, and that he was experiencing it.  No longer did he dwell upon, or consider, with any voluntary activity, the images that passed before him.  Rather they moved past him while he simply regarded them without understanding.  His perception ran swiftly outwards, as through concentric circles, yet he was not sure whether it were outwards or inwards that he went.  The roar of London, with its flight of ocular visions, sank behind him, and without any further sense of mental travel, he found himself perceiving his own home, whether in memory, imagination, or fact he did not know.  But he perceived his mother, in the familiar lamp-lit room, over her needlework, and Maggie—­Maggie looking at him with a strange, almost terrified expression in her great eyes.  Then these too were gone; and he was out in some warm silence, filled with a single presence—­that which he desired; and there he stopped.

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