And I know that dream arose from nothing in the world but because she saw him pass the gate yesterday.
Not that she thinks that it was he who did it; unfortunately, there is no room for that; but she will persist that he had a hand in it in some way, and he haunts her dreams." Mr.Carlyle walked on in silence; indeed there was no reply that he could make.

A cloud had fallen upon the house of Mr.Hare, and it was an unhappy subject.

Barbara continued,-- "But for mamma to have taken it into her head that 'some evil is going to happen,' because she had this dream, and to make herself miserable over it, is so absurd, that I have felt quite cross with her all day.
Such nonsense, you know, Archibald, to believe that dreams give signs of what is going to happen, so far behind these enlightened days!" "Your mamma's trouble is great, Barbara; and she is not strong." "I think all our troubles have been great since--since that dark evening," responded Barbara.
"Have you heard from Anne ?" inquired Mr.Carlyle, willing to change the subject.
"Yes, she is very well.

What do you think they are going to name the baby?
Anne; after her mamma.

So very ugly a name! Anne!" "I do not think so," said Mr.Carlyle.