Many moments passed before I could rouse her, and when I did, she sank back on the pillows perfectly exhausted. I administered such restoratives as were at hand, and, with Lottie's assistance, succeeded in bringing her out of the half swoon into which she had fallen; but she was fearfully weak, and much excited.
"I have had such terrible dreams," she moaned, "I am afraid to go to sleep."
"They are over now," I said, soothingly; "you shall sit up and have your tea."
"Yes, please. Don't let me sleep any more, don't, Martha Hyde."
All the while she held fast to my hand and looked wildly in my eyes, repeating,—
"Such dreadful dreams, Martha Hyde—oh! such dreadful dreams!"
CHAPTER XXXIII.
COMPANY FROM TOWN.
That evening we had a number of visitors from the town, and so much gayety that it quite passed from my mind to speak with Mr. Lee concerning the call upon young Bosworth. Indeed, I was not in the parlors much of the time, for he came to me and asked if I would sit a while with his wife, as he could not leave his guests, and she was so much more nervous than usual, he did not like trusting her entirely with Lottie.