Chapter 24: The Footsteps in the Garden

⁠​​​‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​​​‌‌‌​​​‌‌‌‌​​‌‌‌​​‌‌‌‌​​​​‌‌‌⁠Pepper is dead! Even now, at times, I seem scarcely able to realize that this is so. It is many weeks, since I came back from that strange and terrible journey through space and time. Sometimes, in my sleep, I dream about it, and go through, in imagination, the whole of that fearsome happening. When I wake, my thoughts dwell upon it. That Sun—those Suns, were they indeed the great Central Suns, 'r