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- Then he flatly told me to shut up, with my tricks of the mirrors, my springs, my revolving doors and my palaces of illusions! He angrily declared that I must be either blind or mad to imagine that all that water flowing over there, among those splendid, numberless trees, was not real water! … And the desert was real! … And so was the forest! …
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- For we not only saw the water, but we heard it! … We heard it flow, we heard it ripple! … Do you understand that word “ripple?” … It is a sound which you hear with your tongue! … You put your tongue out of your mouth to listen to it better!
- Lastly—and this was the most pitiless torture of all—we heard the rain and it was not raining! This was an infernal invention … Oh, I knew well enough how Erik obtained it! He filled with little stones a very long and narrow box, broken up inside with wooden and metal projections. The stones, in falling, struck against these projections and rebounded from one to another; and the result was a series of pattering sounds that exactly imitated a rainstorm.
- -Chapter XXIV
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