For twenty-two years Francis Heathcote has lived in a kind of waking sleep, as the result of an accident which deprived him of present consciousness but left him with vivid memories of the past. Then the sight of Philippa Harford, who resembles closely the Philippa Harford whom he loved in his youth, wakens him. Bu the awakening is only partial, for he does not realize the long lapse of years and believes that this young Philippa is the other Philippa who has been long since dead. Philippa herself, first out of pity for the man, later because she loves him, is willing to play the part. Then, as is inevitable, there comes the shock of a full awakening, and Mrs. Barclay is sufficiently logical to realize that the expected, conventional ending is not possible.