e second is a
Spanish peso made at Potosi under Philip II. for use in America. And
the third is a York shilling, one of the coins in circulation here in
New York at the time of the Revolution--I got that one, in fact, from
the farmer who ploughed it up in a field at Tarrytown, near Sunnyside."

"Then there are three of your adventures accounted for, Cosmo, and
easily enough," Paul commented, with obvious satisfaction at his own
explanation. "Just as the embroidery on the silk here suggested to
you--after you had hypnotized yourself--that you were the chief of the
Forty-Seven Ronins, so this first coin here in turn suggested to you
that you were Rustem, the hero of the 'Epic of Kings.' You have read
the 'Shah-Nameh?'"

"I remember Firdausi's poem after a fashion only," Cosmo answered. "Was
not Rustem a Persian Hercules, so to speak?"

"That's it precisely," the other responded, "and he had seven labors to
perform; and you dreamed the third of them, the slaying of the grisly
dragon. For my own part, I think I should have preferred the fourth of
them, the meeting with the lovely enchantress; but that's neither here
nor there."

"It seems to me I do recollect something about that fight of Rustem and
the strange beast. The faithful horse's name was Rakush, wasn't it?"
asked Waynflete.

"If you can recollect the 'Shah-Nameh,'" Stuyvesant pursued, "no doubt
you can recall also Beaumont and Fletcher's 'Custom of the Country?'
That's where you got the midnight duel in Lisbon and the magnanimous
mother, you know."

"No, I didn't know," the other declared.

"Well, you did, for all that," Paul went on. "The situation is taken
from one in a drama of Calderon's, and it was much strengthened in the
taking. You may not now remember having read the play, but the incident
must have been familiar to you, or else your subconsciousness couldn't
have yielded it up to you so readily at the suggestion of the Spanish
coin, could it?"

"I did read a lot of Elizabethan drama in my senior year at college,"
admitted Cosmo, "and this piece of Beaumont and Fletcher's may have
been one of those I read; but I totally fail to recall now what it was
all about."

"You won't have the cheek to declare that you don't remember the
'Legend of Sleepy Hollow,' will you?" asked Stuyvesant. "Very obviously
it was the adventure of Ichabod Crane and the Headless Horseman that
the York shilling suggested to you."

"I'll admit that I do recollect Irving'