It seemed to him that he was in Fort McGurry.

It was warm and comfortable, and he was playing cribbage with the Factor.

Also, it seemed to him that the fort was besieged by wolves.

They were howling at the very gates, and sometimes he and the Factor paused from the game to listen and laugh at the futile efforts of the wolves to get in.

And then, so strange was the dream, there was a crash.