Then a light shone and that light was the face of Barbara and with a suddenness that was almost awful, the wild dream came to an end.
Alan was in his own room again, though how he got there he did not recollect.
"Jeekie," he said, "what has happened?
I seem to have had a very curious dream, there in the Treasure-place, and to have heard you telling the Asika a string of incredible falsehoods." "Oh! no, Major, Jeekie can't lie, too good Christian; he tell her what _he_ see, or what he think she see if she look, 'cause though p'raps he see nothing, she never believe that.

And," he added with a burst of confidence, "what the dickens it matter what he tell her, so long as she swallow same and keep quiet?
Nasty things always make women like Asika quite outrageous.

Give them sweet to suck, say Jeekie, and if they ill afterwards, that no fault of his.

They had sweet." "Quite so, Jeekie, quite so, only I should advise you not to play too many tricks upon the Asika, lest she should happen to find you out.

How did I get back here ?" "Like man that walk in his sleep, Major.