She answered in whispers, for there was the white arm of a woman in the next box peeping beyond the partition within a yard of him. Those who had seen him slumbering, averred that he slept with his eyes open. While he was straining every sinew, his foot slipped, and he fell, head foremost, into a deep trench, which he had not observed in the dark. . The brain tires of resistance, and when it meets again and again, incoherently active, the same phrases, the same ideas that it has already slain, exposed and dissected and buried, it becomes less and less energetic to repeat the operation.
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