His eyes, that were fixed upon mine, grew brighter and deeper, until it seemed as if I could look far down into their burning depths.

His breath came hot upon my face.

Suddenly, he threw an arm around me, and then I saw myself in the strong folds of a great serpent! I screamed for help, and next found myself in your arms.

Oh! it was a strange and a fearful dream!" "And it may not be all a dream, Fanny," said Mrs.Markland, in a very impressive voice.
"Not all a dream, mother!" Fanny seemed startled at the words.
"No, dear.

Dreams are often merely fantastic.