"I have, often! often!—and many times have I been warned of approaching evils, by these dreamy conversations; I never dream of seeing my father smile upon me, that something good does not speedily follow; nor of snakes and serpents, unattended by bad news or bad fortune. Of these things I usually dream the night before meeting the lady yonder, after a long absence."
"I supposed as much," said Chevillere.
"How, sir."
"I supposed that you had dreamed something against that pure and unfortunate young lady."
"Would to Heaven it were all a dream! Sunshine would again break into the dark regions of my thoughts."
"Suppose I should undertake and pledge my life to convince you that it is so."
"You might convince me of your sincerity, but not of your power. Can you raise the dead?"
"No, but what has raising the dead to do with the lady?"
"More than you imagine, perhaps."
"Ah, I see it is useless to attempt what I proposed and hoped to effect for the sake of the lady's peace. Have you no friends with you in this city?"