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forward without thinking, and without choosing any particular direction, sheltering for some time among the trees. Suddenly, without any consideration, he ran to the opposite side, and again the branches swung across his face, until all seemed like a nightmare. For a moment he had a delusion that once something had happened to him of this kind… darkness and invisible branches sweeping his face; then he ran on, having closed his eyes awhile, and thinking. It is a dream! At last he stopped, and sat down in the sad and uncomfortable position of a man who does not care to move at all. Once more he thought of his cap and said:
“Am I myself? Then I ought to kill myself. I must kill myself, even if it is a dream.”
Suddenly he ran on again, but again recovered his senses, and then slackened
