* * * * *
It was the same thing again, to start with. The cigaret in the
jade-green holder and lying down on the bed and relaxing.
But this time I seemed to reach the glittering worlds a lot sooner.
Then one of the worlds spun closer. It loomed bigger and its surface
separated into oceans and continents. Unfamiliar ones.
There was a rushing, roaring sensation as I turned over and over, and
then I was walking along a lane in a peaceful countryside, with Jones
beside me.
"Do you like it?" he asked, without speaking the words.