uestions, but he evidently caught some reflex
of her emotions, for he leaned towards her across the branches, and
said he was happy and never wanted to leave her. Then he crawled to the
end of the big bough and sprang out into the air with a shout of
delight. He was the child again--the flying child, wild with the
excitement of tearing through the night air at fifty miles an hour.

The governess soon followed him and they flew home together, taking a
long turn by the sea and past the great chalk cliffs, where the sea sang
loud beneath them.

These lapses became with time more frequent, as well as of longer
duration; and with them the boy noticed that the longing to escape
became once again intense. He wanted _to get home_, wherever home was;
he experienced a sort of nostalgia for the body, though he could not
remember where that body lay. But when he asked the governess what this
feeling meant, she only mystified him by her answers, saying that every
one, in the body or out of it, felt a deep longing for their final
_home_, though they might not have the least idea where it lay, or even
to be able to recognise, much less to label, their longing.

His normal feelings, too, were slowly returning to him. The Older Self
became more and more submerged. As he approached the state of ordinary,
superficial consciousness, the characteristics of that state reflected
themselves more and more in his thoughts and feelings. His memory still
remained a complete blank; but he somehow felt that the things, places,
and people he wanted to remember, had moved much nearer to him than
before. Every day brought them more within his reach.

"All these forgotten things will come back to me soon, I know," he said
one day to the governess, "and then I'll tell you all about them."

"Perhaps you'll remember me too then," she answered, a shadow passing
across her face.

Jimbo clapped his hands with delight.

"Oh," he cried, "I should like to remember you, because that would make
you a sort of two-people governess, and I should love you twice as
much."

But with the gradual return to former conditions the feelings of age and
experience grew dim and indefinite, his knowledge lessened, becoming
obscure and confused, showing itself only in vague impressions and
impulses, until at last it became quite the exception for the
child-consciousness to be broken through by flashes of intuition and
inspiration from the more deeply hidden memories.

F