"No, we don't, do we? It wasn't light and dark together. First it was dark, and then it was light. I couldn't see a wision in the dark, could I?"
"I should say not, Sal; but I never was in a trance, you know. I'm not one o' the prophesying sort."
"So it must ha' been light when it come. There was all sorts o' things flying about--birds, and angels, and spirits. It was splendid. Then all of a sudden a king comes to me done up in a bundle."
"Pharaoh," suggested Seth, in the midst of a quiet fit of laughter.
"Yes, Pharer, it was," said Sally, eagerly adopting the suggestion.
"Because that's the only old king you ever heard of."
"Yes. Well, Pharer come----"
"Stop a minute, Sal. What was he like?"
"Didn't you never see him?"
"I never set eyes on the old gentleman."