But the more she thought of it, the more clearly was she able to analyze Mrs.Caswell's dream and to get back at the causes of it, in the estrangement from her husband and perhaps the brutality of his ignorance of woman.

And then, too, there was Drummond.

What was he doing in the case?
She did not see Mildred Caswell again until the following afternoon.
But then she seemed unusually bright in contrast with the depression of the day before.

Constance was not surprised.

Her intuition told her that something had happened and she hardly needed to guess that Mrs.
Caswell had followed the advice of the clairvoyant and had been to see the wonderful Mr.Davies, to whom the mysteries of the stock market were an open book.
"Have you had any other dreams ?" asked Constance casually.
"Yes," replied Mildred, "but not like the one that depressed me.