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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Twelve Stories and a Dream by H. G. Wells: to bask in the sun, and presently I nodded, resting my head against
her knee, and she put her hand upon my hair and stroked it softly
and I dozed. And behold! as it were with the snapping of the string
of a violin, I was awakening, and I was in my own bed in Liverpool,
in the life of to-day.
"Only for a time I could not believe that all these vivid moments
had been no more than the substance of a dream.
"In truth, I could not believe it a dream for all the sobering
reality of things about me. I bathed and dressed as it were by habit,
and as I shaved I argued why I of all men should leave the woman
I loved to go back to fantastic politics in the hard and strenuous
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