The years fell off and he felt the newness of himself as well as the newness of the scene. A cleanness and a newness and the sudden glory.
The cabinet finally spoke to him.
"Why don't you try the live-it, sir?"
Bishop swung sharply around.
"You mean - "
"The third room," said the cabinet. "You'll find it most amusing."
"The live-it!"
"That's right," said the cabinet. "You pick it and you live it."
Which sounded like something out of the Alice books.
"It's safe," said the cabinet. "It's perfectly safe. You can come back any time you wish."