"This night two years?"
"Yes."
"It was this night two years," said one of the servant men, "because old Dame Poutlet had twins on that night."
"A memorable circumstance."
"And one died at a twelvemonth old," said the man; "and she had a dream which foretold the event."
"Ay, ay."
"Yes, and moreover she's had the same dream again last Wednesday was a week," said the man.
"And lost the other twin?"
"Yes sir, this morning."
"Omens multiply," said the aged man; "I would that it would seem to indicate the return of Henry to his home."