I haven't asked after your health.

You look paler than usual.

Have you, too, had a bad night ?" "I fell asleep towards the morning.

And--oh, I had such a delightful dream! I could almost wish that I had never awakened from it." "Who did you dream of ?" She put the question mechanically--frowning, as if at some repellent thought suggested to her by what she had just heard.
"I dreamed of my mother," Carmina answered.
Miss Minerva raised herself at once in the chair.

Whatever that passing impression might have been, she was free from it now.