In a moment I was passing through the warm air at a height varying from four to ten feet from the earth; and around and below me the people were staring at my strange performance. I paid no heed to them, however, unless, indeed, I scornfully regarded them as inferior beings. To me my method of progress did not seem to be in the slightest degree abnormal. I skated rather than walked, and moved without any effort and I have a vivid recollection of all my sensations. I was in the Kensington Road: the gas-lamps were being lighted; and, as I went along, I recognised the faces of many people whom I knew by sight. To one man, who was sitting beside the driver of an omnibus, I nodded, and waved a hand; and, while I was turning round to do so, I came into contact with another being who, like myself, seemed to be flying through the air. He was a friend of mine, and, for that matter, is so still. The encounter was extraordinary; but I simply shook hands with him, murmured something to the effect that I was
