That was a much worse dream than yours." Sam was obliged to confess that it was.

"But still," said he, "I think mine was something more than a dream.

I'm frightened still." "Oh, nonsense; lie down again.

You are pulling all the clothes off me." They lay down, and Jim was soon asleep, but not so Sam.

His dream had taken such hold of his imagination, that he lay awake, listening to the storm howling around the house.