I did not put them on, as I thought they would only be an encumbrance.
When my toilet was completed, I sat down and ran over in my mind the entire circumstances of my extraordinary position, but gave up all explanations in despair. The Recorder, I remembered had said that we were now in the year of our Lord 5575. Could this be? If so, I must have been dead for over three thousand years, and he also said we were in England, and that he belonged to the English nation. He called me a "Specimen," at which I was not a bit annoyed, though if one of the sages outside had addressed me by that name, I should most certainly have been in a rage with him. But my new friend was so different from the others, his face was so benevolent, and the power of his intelligence or will so intense, that I somehow felt that he might say or do anything he liked with me.
In a short time my friend entered again, and came over to me, saying:—
"How did you enjoy your bath?"
