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On the following day the blind man awoke early. All was quiet in his room, neither was there as yet any movement in the house. Through the window which had remained open into the garden during the night came the freshness of the early morning. His memory had not yet recalled to him the events of the previous day, but his whole being was filled with a new and unusual sensation.
Peter lay for several moments in bed, listening to the twitter of a bird in the garden and to the feelings stirring within his own heart. "What has happened to me? " he thought; and at this very moment the words which were spoken to him in the twilight, near the old mill, flashed into his mind: "Is it possible that you had never thought of this? How dull you are."