Mr. A., a barrister, sat up one night to write letters, and abouthalf-past twelve went out to put them in the post. On undressing hemissed a cheque for a large sum, which he had received during the day.He hunted everywhere in vain, went to bed, slept, and dreamed that hesaw the cheque curled round an area railing not far from his own door.He woke, got up, dressed, walked down the street and found his chequein the place he had dreamed of. In his opinion he had noticed it fallfrom his pocket as he walked to the letter-box, without consciouslyremarking it, and his deeper memory awoke in slumber. {11a}
