I was hesitating whether to do the same or to lie still and be smothered, when suddenly I rolled the dead Sepoy off, crawled into the anteroom half suffocated by smoke, raised the lid of a very heavy trapdoor, and stumbled down some steps into a place, half storehouse half cellar, under the mess room.

How I knew about it being there I don't know.

The trap closed over my head with a bang.

That is all I remember.' "'Well, Charley, curiously enough my dream was also about an extraordinary escape from danger, lasting, like yours, only a minute or two.

The first thing I remember--there seems to have been some thing before, but what, I don't know--I was on horseback, holding a very pretty but awfully pale girl in front of me.