Oh! I'm not awake.

But I never dreamed of such a thing as this--not the hard, bare, lump-of-earth-fact:--and that's the only thing to tell me I'm not dreaming now.' He subsided again; then deeply beseeching asked: 'Have you by chance a portrait of the gentleman, Miss Adister?
Is there one anywhere ?' Caroline stood at her piano, turning over the leaves of a music-book, with a pressure on her eyelids.

She was near upon being thrilled in spite of an astonishment almost petrifying: and she could nearly have smiled, so strange was his fraternal adoption, amounting to a vivification--of his brother's passion.

He seemed quite naturally to impersonate Philip.

She wondered, too, in the coolness of her alien blood, whether he was a character, or merely an Irish character.