I hear such a queer noise.' "Mary, poor Mary awoke, but she had been very tired.

It was a moment or two before she collected her faculties.
"'Where are we?
What is it ?' she said.

Then she remembered.

'Oh yes--what is the matter, Laura ?' "'Listen,' I said, and Mary, calmly self-controlled as usual, sat up in bed and listened.

The sound was quite distinct, even louder than I had heard it.
"'Oh, Mary!' I cried.