I remembered--not my whole life, but one or two odd little things connected with my infancy.

For instance, I seemed to see myself seated on my mother's knee, playing with a little jointed gold-fish which she wore upon her watch-chain.
After this I muttered a word or two of supplication, and, I think, lost consciousness.

If so, it can only have been for a few seconds.

Then my mind returned to me and I saw a strange sight.

The leopard and Scroope were fighting each other.