length　in　the　foregoing　pages。　　The　dream　was　this：
  I　saw　that　I　was　lying　on　a　bed。　　I　was　neither　comfortable
  nor　uncomfortable：　I　was　lying　on　my　back。　　But　I　began　to　consider
  how；　and　on　what；　I　was　lying　　a　question　which　had　not　till　then
  occurred　to　me。　　And　observing　my　bed；　I　saw　I　was　lying　on　plaited
  string　supports　attached　to　its　sides：　my　feet　were　resting　on　one
  such　support；　by　calves　on　another；　and　my　legs　felt　uncomfortable。
  I　seemed　to　know　that　those　supports　were　movable；　and　with　a
  movement　of　my　foot　I　pushed　away　the　furthest　of　them　at　my　feet　…
  …　it　seemed　to　me　that　it　would　be　more　comfortable　so。　　But　I
  pushed　it　away　too　far　and　wished　to　reach　it　again　with　my　foot；
  and　that　movement　caused　the　next　support　under　my　calves　to　slip
  away　also；　so　that　my　legs　hung　in　the　air。　　I　made　a　movement　with
  my　whole　body　to　adjust　myself；　fully　convinced　that　I　could　do　so
  at　once；　but　the　movement　caused　the　other　supports　under　me　to
  slip　and　to　become　entangled；　and　I　saw　that　matters　were　going
  quite　wrong：　the　whole　of　the　lower　part　of　my　body　slipped　and
  hung　down；　though　my　feet　did　not　reach　the　ground。　　I　was　holding
  on　only　by　the　upper　part　of　my　back；　and　not　only　did　it　become
  uncomfortable　but　I　was　even　frightened。　　And　then　only　did　I　ask
  myself　about　something　that　had　not　before　occurred　to　me。　　I　asked
  myself：　　Where　am　I　and　what　am　I　lying　on？　and　I　began　to　look
  around　and　first　of　all　to　look　down　in　the　direction　which　my　body
  was　hanging　and　whiter　I　felt　I　must　soon　fall。　　I　looked　down　and
  did　not　believe　my　eyes。　　I　was　not　only　at　a　height　comparable　to
  the　height　of　the　highest　towers　or　mountains；　but　at　a　height　such
  as　I　could　never　have　imagined。
  I　could　not　even　make　out　whether　I　saw　anything　there　below；
  in　that　bottomless　abyss　over　which　I　was　hanging　and　whiter　I　was
  being　drawn。　　My　heart　contracted；　and　I　experienced　horror。　　To
  look　thither　was　terrible。　　If　I　looked　thither　I　felt　that　I
  should　at　once　slip　from　the　last　support　and　perish。　　And　I　did
  not　look。　　But　not　to　look　was　still　worse；　for　I　thought　of　what
  would　happen　to　me　directly　I　fell　from　the　last　support。　　And　I
  felt　that　from　fear　I　was　losing　my　last　supports；　and　that　my　back
  was　slowly　slipping　lower　and　lower。　　Another　moment　and　I　should
  drop　off。　　And　then　it　occurred　to　me　that　this　cannot　e　real。　　It
  is　a　dream。　　Wake　up！　I　try　to　arouse　myself　but　cannot　do　so。
  What　am　I　to　do？　　What　am　I　to　do？　　I　ask　myself；　and　look　upwards。
  Above；　there　is　also　an　infinite　space。　　I　look　into　the　immensity
  of　sky　and　try　to　forget　about　the　immensity　below；　and　I　really　do
  forget　it。　　The　immensity　below　repels　and　frightens　me；　the
  immensity　above　attracts　and　strengthens　me。　　I　am　still　supported
  above　the　abyss　by　the　last　supports　that　have　not　yet　slipped　from
  under　me；　I　know　that　I　am　hanging；　but　I　look　only　upwards　and　my
  fear　passes。　　As　happens　in　dreams；　a　voice　says：　〃Notice　this；
  this　is　it！〃　　And　I　look　more　and　more　into　the　infinite　above　me
  and　feel　that　I　am　becoming　calm。　　I　remember　all　that　has
  happened；　and　remember　how　it　all　happened；　how　I　moved　my　legs；
  how　I　hung　down；　how　frightened　I　was；　and　how　I　was　saved　from
  fear　by　looking　upwards。　　And　I　ask　myself：　Well；　and　now　am　I　not
  hanging　just　the　same？　　And　I　do　not　so　much　look　round　as
  experience　with　my　whole　body　the　point　of　support　on　which　I　am
  held。　　I　see　that　I　no　longer　hang　as　if　about　to　fall；　but　am
  firmly　held。　　I　ask　myself　how　I　am　held：　I　feel　about；　look　round；
  and　see　that　under　me；　under　the　middle　of　my　body；　there　is　one
  support；　and　that　when　I　look　upwards　I　lie　on　it　in　the　position
  of　securest　balance；　and　that　it　alone　gave　me　support　before。　　And
  then；　as　happens　in　dreams；　I　imagined　the　mechanism　by　means　of
  which　I　was　held；　a　very　natural　intelligible；　and　sure　means；
  though　to　one　awake　that　mechanism　has　no　sense。　　I　was　even
  surprised　in　my　dream　that　I　had　not　understood　it　sooner。　　It
  appeared　that　at　my　head　there　was　a　pillar；　and　the　security　of
  that　slender　pillar　was　undoubted　though　there　was　nothing　to
  support　it。　　From　the　pillar　a　loop　hung　very　ingeniously　and　yet
  simply；　and　if　one　lay　with　the　middle　of　one's　body　in　that　loop
  and　looked　up；　there　could　be　no　question　of　falling。　　This　was　all
  clear　to　me；　and　I　was　glad　and　tranquil。　　And　it　seemed　as　if
  someone　said　to　me：　　〃See　that　you　remember。〃
  And　I　awoke。
  End