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solitude. After wandering aimlessly about, he came home and flung himself on his bed. "I had been but a short time there," he says, "when my attention was drawn to the fact that a sort of cool wave was passing over me, and that my arms and limbs seemed to be getting numb. I reached down and pinched my hip but could feel nothing. Next I did the same thing with my arm, but it too seemed insensible." Soon he discovered that he had lost all power of movement. He was conscious, but at the same time he was unable to see, hear or move his limbs. He realized that all this was the prelude to a fresh astral adventure. "I was moved," he writes, "upward in the air, then outward to a distance of about ten feet, where my sense of sight once more began to function As is often the case, everything at first seemed blurred about me, as though the room were filled with steam or white clouds, half-transparent." This brief clouding of the air seems to have been a constant factor in Muldoon's projections, but though others do mention a similar haziness, or a watery translucence, it is an unusual feature. His unsteadiness while within cord-activity range is met more often, but it is curious that, with so proficient a projectionist, it should have persisted. Having walked out into the street, he found himself suddenly swept away at a breathless speed. (He mentions, by the way, that he has experienced three rates of progress. As a rule the Double travels at an ordinary walking pace, as though still in the flesh, mixes with the crowd as though one of themselves, except that it can pass through as easily as by them. The second speed carries the Double forward so rapidly that he seems to be stationary and everything to be flying past him. "The phantom," says Mr. Muldoon, "does not seem to