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I'm not sure what I expected. I came to and pulled the tuppence off my eyelids, to find myself on the shore of a river. I had thought the Thames a river of note, but this was like a sea that happened to be flowing in a single direction. I got to my feet and joined the crowd shuffling down to the dock.

The ferryman was nice enough about it. "You are the only child of William and Elizabeth Rigby?"

"Yes, sir."

"I'm afraid your ancestors are two pence behind on their taxes. I'll just take those in payment. Next!"