The purport seemed to us, who did not share her feelings, pathetic indeed and moving, but in the end (to speak plainly) folly.

She had tried to endure her sojourn at Zenda, she said; but it drove her mad.

She could not rest; she did not know how we fared, nor how those in Strelsau; for hours she had lain awake; then at last falling asleep, she had dreamt.
"I had had the same dream before.

Now it came again.

I saw him so plain.
He seemed to me to be king, and to be called king.