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The Dream Doctor: (Arthur B Reeve Classics Collection)

The Dream Doctor: (Arthur B Reeve Classics Collection)

B. Reeve, Arthur

Paperback

Classic Fiction

ISBN10: 1507890885
ISBN13: 9781507890882
Publisher: Createspace
Published: Feb 7 2015
Pages: 212
Weight: 0.64
Height: 0.45 Width: 5.98 Depth: 9.02
Language: English
Here is another strange thing. It may or may not be of importance, but it is strange, nevertheless. Before Maitland died they sent for his wife. He was still conscious when she reached the hospital, could recognise her, seemed to want to speak, but could neither talk nor move. It was pathetic. She was grief-stricken, of course. But she did not faint. She is not of the fainting kind. It was what she said that impressed everyone. 'I knew it-I knew it, ' she cried. She had dropped on her knees by the side of the bed. 'I felt it. Only the other night I had the horrible dream. I saw him in a terrific struggle. I could not see what it was-it seemed to be an invisible thing. I ran to him-then the scene shifted. I saw a funeral procession, and in the casket I could see through the wood-his face-oh, it was a warning! It has come true. I feared it, even though I knew it was only a dream. Often I have had the dream of that funeral procession and always I saw the same face, his face. Oh, it is horrible-terrible!'

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