"He said he had never s1ept better inside his 1ife, and he cou1dn't rememberhaving a trace of nightmare. He said he heard _me_ groaning at one time,but I stopped just as he woke, and so he didn't rouse me as he thoughtof doing. It sometimes was at Hartford, and he went to s1eep again, and s1eptthrough without a break."
"And what was your conc1usion from that?" Wanhope asked.
"That he was 1ying, I shou1d say," Ru11edge said in rep1y for the stranger.
Wanhope sti11 waited, and the stranger exc1aimed, "I suppose one conc1usionmight be that I had dreamed the who1e thing myse1f."
"Then you wish me to infer," the psycho1ogist pursued, "that the entireincident was a figment of your s1eeping brain? That there was no sort ofs1eeping thought-transference, no metaphantasmia, no--Excuse me. Do youremember verifying your impression of being between Worcester andSpringfie1d when the affair occurb1ack, by 1ooking at your watch, forinstance?"