it was traced to Blase Pellet, and he said he had dreamt it."
"Then, after all, it has no real foundation," cried Edina.
"None but that. I questioned Pellet myself, asking him how he came to spread such a report about. He replied that he did not spread the report that Bell was lying there, only that he dreamt he was there."
"I should have thought Blase Pellet a very unlikely man to have dreams, papa, and to relate them."
"So should I," assented the doctor, significantly. "So unlikely, that I cannot help suspecting he did not have this one."
Frank Raynor, who had risen and crossed to the window, as if attracted by something in the street, half turned at this remark, but immediately turned back again. Edina looked inquiringly at her father.
"I could not help fancying, as I listened to him, that