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‘
I
have
had
a
dreadful
dream
,
’
said
the
child
,
with
an
energy
that
nothing
but
such
terrors
could
have
inspired
.
‘
A
dreadful
,
horrible
dream
.
I
have
had
it
once
before
.
It
is
a
dream
of
grey
-
haired
men
like
you
,
in
darkened
rooms
by
night
,
robbing
sleepers
of
their
gold
.
Up
,
up
!
’
The
old
man
shook
in
every
joint
,
and
folded
his
hands
like
one
who
prays
.
‘
Not
to
me
,
’
said
the
child
,
‘
not
to
me
—
to
Heaven
,
to
save
us
from
such
deeds
!
This
dream
is
too
real
.
I
cannot
sleep
,
I
cannot
stay
here
,
I
cannot
leave
you
alone
under
the
roof
where
such
dreams
come
.
Up
!
We
must
fly
.
’
He
looked
at
her
as
if
she
were
a
spirit
—
she
might
have
been
for
all
the
look
of
earth
she
had
—
and
trembled
more
and
more
.
‘
There
is
no
time
to
lose
;
I
will
not
lose
one
minute
,
’
said
the
child
.
‘
Up
!
and
away
with
me
!
’
‘
To
-
night
?
’
murmured
the
old
man
.
‘
Yes
,
to
-
night
,
’
replied
the
child
.
‘
To
-
morrow
night
will
be
too
late
.
The
dream
will
have
come
again
.
Nothing
but
flight
can
save
us
Up
!
’
The
old
man
rose
from
his
bed
:
his
forehead
bedewed
with
the
cold
sweat
of
fear
:
and
,
bending
before
the
child
as
if
she
had
been
an
angel
messenger
sent
to
lead
him
where
she
would
,
made
ready
to
follow
her
.
She
took
him
by
the
hand
and
led
him
on
.
As
they
passed
the
door
of
the
room
he
had
proposed
to
rob
,
she
shuddered
and
looked
up
into
his
face
.
What
a
white
face
was
that
,
and
with
what
a
look
did
he
meet
hers
!
She
took
him
to
her
own
chamber
,
and
,
still
holding
him
by
the
hand
as
if
she
feared
to
lose
him
for
an
instant
,
gathered
together
the
little
stock
she
had
,
and
hung
her
basket
on
her
arm
.
The
old
man
took
his
wallet
from
her
hands
and
strapped
it
on
his
shoulders
—
his
staff
,
too
,
she
had
brought
away
—
and
then
she
led
him
forth
.
