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She shook her head. "And just when the biscuits were flying

thickest the wall opened and Mr. Fraser appeared. He caught you

and the sheep by the back of your necks, and flung you in. Then

the wall closed, and I awoke."

"That's about as near the facts as dreams usually get."

He was very much pleased, for it would have been a great

disappointment to him if she had admitted dreaming about him for

any reason except to make fun of him. The thing about her that

touched his imagination most was something wild and untamed, some

quality of silken strength in her slim supple youth that scoffed

at all men and knew none as master. He meant to wrest from her if

he could an interest that would set him apart in her mind from

all others, but he wanted the price of victory to cost him

something. Thus the value of it would be enhanced.

"But tell me about your escape--all about it and what became of

Lieutenant Fraser. And first of all, who the lady was that opened

the door for you," she demanded.