Close as his first inspection was, it did not suffice, for he passed the light, still carefully shaded as before, across and across his face, and yet observed him with a searching eye.
While he was thus engaged, the sleeper, without any starting or turning round, awoke.

There was a kind of fascination in meeting his steady gaze so suddenly, which took from the other the presence of mind to withdraw his eyes, and forced him, as it were, to meet his look.

So they remained staring at each other, until Mr Chester at last broke silence, and asked him in a low voice, why he lay sleeping there.
'I thought,' said Hugh, struggling into a sitting posture and gazing at him intently, still, 'that you were a part of my dream.

It was a curious one.

I hope it may never come true, master.' 'What makes you shiver ?' 'The--the cold, I suppose,' he growled, as he shook himself and rose.