"Indeed, I do not," replied Mrs. Lyman. "Why do you ask?"
"Well, I don't believe in them myself any more than you do, Mrs. Lyman. But I did have such a very singular dream last night!"
"Do tell us what it was," said Dorcas.
"Certainly, if you like," said Mr. Starbird; "but I—but I don't know about it; is it best to speak of such things before Patty?"
"Yes, you must, Mr. Starbird," cried Patty, springing up eagerly. "I won't tell anybody, long's I live."
Mr. Starbird laughed.
"Well, in the first place, Mrs. Lyman, let me ask you if you lost any money ever so long ago?"
"Yes, I lost a twenty-dollar gold piece last summer."
"Yes; and me, too. I had a silver dollar, 'n' I lost it," cried Patty.
"How strange!" said Mr. Starbird. "So my dream does have some sense in it. Excuse me, Mrs. Lyman; but will you tell me where you kept the money?"