I saw nothing, heard nothing, knew nothing.

This utter self-oblivion came suddenly; it was not fainting, for I did not fall to the ground, did not move an inch from my place.

If such a thing could be, I should say it was the temporary separation of soul and body without death; but all description of my situation at that time is impossible.

Call my state what you will, trance or catalepsy, I know that I remained standing by the window utterly unconscious--dead, mind and body--until the sun had set.

Then I came to my senses again; and then, when I opened my eyes, there was the apparition of Stephen Monkton standing opposite to me, faintly luminous, just as it stands opposite me at this very moment by your side." "Was this before the news of the duel reached England ?" I asked.
"_Two weeks before_ the news of it reached us at Wincot.