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           Westayedtillfour,andthewalkhomewasremarkableonlyforthefactthatseveralfoolsgiggledattheunpolishedstateofmyboots.PolishedthemmyselfwhenIgothome.Wenttochurchintheevening,andcouldscarcelykeepawake.Iwillnottakeportonthetopofbeeragain.

           April29.—IamgettingquiteaccustomedtobeingsnubbedbyLupin,andIdonotmindbeingsatuponbyCarrie,becauseIthinkshehasacertainamountofrighttodoso;butIdothinkithardtobeatoncesnubbedbywife,son,andbothmyguests.

           GowingandCummingshaddroppedinduringtheevening,andIsuddenlyrememberedanextraordinarydreamIhadafewnightsago,andIthoughtIwouldtellthemaboutit.IdreamtIsawsomehugeblocksoficeinashopwithabrightglarebehindthem.Iwalkedintotheshopandtheheatwasoverpowering.Ifoundthattheblocksoficewereonfire.ThewholethingwassorealandyetsosupernaturalIwokeupinacoldperspiration.Lupininamostcontemptuousmanner,said:“Whatutterrot.”

           BeforeIcouldreply,Gowingsaidtherewasnothingsocompletelyuninterestingasotherpeople’sdreams.

           IappealedtoCummings,buthesaidhewasboundtoagreewiththeothersandmydreamwasespeciallynonsensical.Isaid:“Itseemedsorealtome.”Gowingreplied:“Yes,toyouperhaps,butnottous.”Whereupontheyallroared.

           Carrie,whohadhithertobeenquiet,said:“Hetellsmehisstupiddreamseverymorningnearly