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"
Pilot
knows
me
,
and
John
and
Mary
know
I
am
here
.
I
came
only
this
evening
,
"
I
answered
.
"
Great
God
!
--
what
delusion
has
come
over
me
?
What
sweet
madness
has
seized
me
?
"
"
No
delusion
--
no
madness
:
your
mind
,
sir
,
is
too
strong
for
delusion
,
your
health
too
sound
for
frenzy
.
"
"
And
where
is
the
speaker
?
Is
it
only
a
voice
?
Oh
!
I
can
not
see
,
but
I
must
feel
,
or
my
heart
will
stop
and
my
brain
burst
.
Whatever
--
whoever
you
are
--
be
perceptible
to
the
touch
or
I
can
not
live
!
"
He
groped
;
I
arrested
his
wandering
hand
,
and
prisoned
it
in
both
mine
.
"
Her
very
fingers
!
"
he
cried
;
"
her
small
,
slight
fingers
!
If
so
there
must
be
more
of
her
.
"
The
muscular
hand
broke
from
my
custody
;
my
arm
was
seized
,
my
shoulder
--
neck
--
waist
--
I
was
entwined
and
gathered
to
him
.
"
Is
it
Jane
?
what
is
it
?
This
is
her
shape
--
this
is
her
size
--
"
"
And
this
her
voice
,
"
I
added
.
"
She
is
all
here
:
her
heart
,
too
.
God
bless
you
,
sir
!
I
am
glad
to
be
so
near
you
again
.
"
