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The other Richard sat on his left, and now Jessica sat on his right, holding his hand in hers, looking at him compassionately. He had never seen that expression on her face before.
    “Jess?” he said.
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    “You people keep saying, the closest to reality, the closest to sanity, I don’t know what you . . . ” He paused. Something came back to him, then. He looked at the other version of himself, at the woman he had loved. “Is this part of the ordeal?” he demanded.
    “Ordeal?” asked Jessica. She exchanged a concerned glance with the-other-Richard-who-wasn’t-him.
    “Yes. Ordeal. With the Black Friars who live under London,” Richard said. As he said it, it became more real, “There’s a key I have to get for this angel called Islington. If I get him the key, he’ll send me home again . . . ” His mouth dried up, and he could talk no longer.
    “Listen to yourself,” said the other Richard, gently. “Can’t you tell how ridiculous all this sounds?” Jessica looked as if she were trying not to cry. Her eyes glistened. “You’re not going through an ordeal, Richard. You–you had some kind of nervous breakdown. A couple of weeks ago. I think you just cracked up. I broke off our engagement–you’d been acting so strangely, it was like you were a different person, I–I couldn’t cope . . . Then you vanished . . . ” The tears began to run down her cheeks, and she stopped talking to blow her nose on a tissue.
    The other Richard began to speak. “I wandered, alone and crazy, through the streets of London, sleeping under bridges, eating food from garbage cans. Shivering and lost and alone. Muttering to myself, talking to people who weren’t there . . . “