I don't know who she was, I didn't identify her in my dream.

There were lots of other beautiful girls there dancing with fellows like myself, and the roses were everywhere, and the music rose and fell like the song of angels, and I was so happy and--I awoke to find myself here on a hillside with a ragged army that's been marching and fighting for days and weeks, and which, for all I know, will keep it up for years and years longer." "I've a piece of advice for you, Arthur," said Langdon.
"What is it ?" "Quit dreaming.

It's a bad habit, especially when you're in war.

The dream is sure to be better than the real thing.

You won't be dancing again in Charleston for a long time, nor will I.All those beautiful girls you were dreaming about but couldn't name will be without partners until we're a lot older than we are now." Langdon spoke with a seriousness very uncommon in him, and lay back again on the ground, where he began to chew a grass stem meditatively.
"Go back to sleep, boys, you'll need it," said Harry lightly.