Who it was, I couldn't see; but it was not Pike." Clerk Gum looked down at his wife in scornful pity.

He wondered sometimes, in his phlegmatic reasoning, why women were created such fools.
"Look here, Mrs.G.I thought those dreams of yours were pretty nearly dreamed out--there have been enough of 'em.

How any woman, short of a born idiot, can stand there and confess herself so frightened by a dream as to be unable to get up and go about her duties, is beyond me." "But, Gum, you don't let me finish.

I woke up with the horror, I tell you--" "What horror ?" interrupted the clerk, angrily.

"What did it consist of?
I can't see the horror." "Nor can I, very clearly," acknowledged Mrs.Gum; "but I know it was there.