Tell me what moved you to act as you did this morning.

I may not share your belief, but I will not ridicule it.
Of that you may rest assured." "It is all simple enough," he said.

"I had a horrid dream just before I woke--nothing circumstantial, but a general sense of the most awful confusion, and disaster, and terror.

I fancy it was that that woke me.
And as I was opening my eyes, a voice said to me quite distinctly, as distinctly as I am speaking now, '_Keep auntie at home this morning._' The words dinned themselves into my ears all the time I was dressing, and then I acted upon them as you know.

But what would have been the good of telling you?
None whatever.