You can wake yourself no more than you can make yourself." "Then perhaps you or Mrs.Raven would kindly call me!" I said, still nowise understanding, but feeling afresh that vague foreboding.
"We cannot." "How dare I then go to sleep ?" I cried.
"If you would have the rest of this house, you must not trouble yourself about waking.

You must go to sleep heartily, altogether and outright." My soul sank within me.
The sexton sat looking me in the face.

His eyes seemed to say, "Will you not trust me ?" I returned his gaze, and answered, "I will." "Then come," he said; "I will show you your couch." As we rose, the woman came in.

She took up the candle, turned to the inner door, and led the way.

I went close behind her, and the sexton followed..