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"The Altrurians say it isn't."
"I hope I don't differ from you, ma'am, but what would people--the best
people--at home say? They would say it wasn't reasonable; they would say
it wasn't even possible. That's what makes me think it's a dream--that
it's rum. Begging your pardon, ma'am."
"Oh, I quite understand, Robert. Then you don't believe a camel can ever
go through the eye of a needle?"
"I don't quite see how, ma'am."
"But you are proof of as great a miracle, Robert."
"Beg your pardon, ma'am?"
"Some day I will explain. But is there nothing that can make you believe
Altruria is true here, and that it can be true anywhere?"
"I have been thinking a good deal about that, ma'am. One doesn't quite
like to go about in a dream, or think one is dreaming, and I have got to
saying to myself that if some ship was to come here from England or
America, or even from Germany, and we could compare our feelings with the
feelings of people who were fresh to it, we might somehow get to believe
that it was real.
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