Then, as she still gazed at him, her countenance changed and with concern in her voice, she asked, "Where's Carlia ?" The scene vanished, and that was all of the dream.

In the dim consciousness of waking he seemed to hear Carlia's voice calling to him as it did that winter night when he had left her, not heeding.

The call thrilled his very heart again: "Dorian, Dorian, come back--come back!".