You remember this world still--you know you have to go back to it.

One night John took me--we seemed to go through the clouds--through little waves of white fire--and I saw a city of light, full of spirits--the most beautiful people, men and women--with their souls showing like flames through their frail bodies.

They were quite kind--they smiled and talked to me.

But I cried bitterly--because I knew I couldn't stay with them--in their dear strange world--I must come back--back to all I hated--all that strangled and hindered me.' The voice paused a moment.

Through Lucy's mind certain incredible words which it had spoken echoed and re-echoed.