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"A chair--quick." She sank into a chair close to the table, and throwing back her head, closing her eyes.
"There!" she murmured, still faintly; "the giddiness is passing off.
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Do not heed me, Sir Andrew; I assure you I already feel better." At moments like these there is no doubt--and psychologists actually assert it--that there is in us a sense which has absolutely nothing to do with the other five: it is not that we see, it is not that we hear or touch, yet we seem to do all three at once.