Moreover，hecouldnotsleepwell。Nightmareshauntedhiminwhichhewasbeinghuntedandmockedbyajeeringcrowd，untilSimsarrivedandrescuedhiminthecab。OnlyitwasthedeadSimsthatdrovewithstaringeyesandfallenjaw，andthesideofthehorsewastornopen。
NexthesawIsobelandtheKnightinArmour，whokeptpaceoneithersideoftheghostlycabandmockedathim，tossingrosestoeachotherastheyspedalong，untilfinallyhisfatherappeared，calledIsobelayoungserpent，atwhichshelaughedloudly，andboreoffSimstobeburiedinthevaultwiththePlantagenetladyatMonk’sAcre。
Godfreywokeupshakingwithfear，wetwithperspiration，andreflectedearnestlyonhislatterend，whichseemedtobeathand。Ifthatgreat，burly，raucous-voicedSimshaddiedsosuddenly，whyshouldnothe，Godfrey？
HewonderedwhereSimshadgoneto，andwhathewasdoingnow。
Explainingthematterofthehalf-sovereigntoSt。Peter，perhaps，andhopinghumblythatitandotherswouldbeoverlooked，“sinceafterallhehaddonetherightthingbytheyounggent。“
PoorSims，hewassorryforhim，butitmighthavebeenworse。/He/
mighthavebeeninthecabhimselfandnowbeofferingexplanationsofhisownastoawilddesiretokillthatknightinarmour，andIsobelaswell。Oh!whatafoolhehadbeen。WhatbusinesswasitofhisifIsobelchosetogiverosestosomefriendofhersatadance？Shewasnothisproperty，butonlyagirlwithwhomhechancedtohavebeenbroughtup，andwhofoundhimapleasantcompanionwhentherewasnooneelseathand。
Bynature，ashasbeenrecorded，Godfreywasintenselyproud，andthenandtherehemadearesolutionthathewouldhavenothingmoretodowithIsobel。Neveragainwouldhehangabouttheskirtsofthatfineandrichyounglady，whoonthenightthathewasgoingawaycouldgiverosestoanotherman，justbecausehewasalordandgood-looking——yes，andkissthemtoo。Hisfatherwasquiterightaboutwomen，andhewouldtakehisadvicetotheletter，andbegintostudyProverbsforthwith，especiallythemarkedpassages。
Havingcometothisconclusion，andthuseasedhistroubledmind，hewenttosleepingoodearnest，forhewasverytired。Thenextthingofwhichhebecameawarewasthatsomeonewashammeringatthedoor，andcallingoutthataladydownstairssaidhemustgetupatonceifhemeanttobeintime。Helookedathiswatch，aseven-and-sixpennyarticlethathehadbeengivenoffaChristmastreeatHawk’sHall，andobserved，withhorror，thathehadjusttenminutesinwhichtodress，pack，andcatchthetrain。Somehowhedidit，forfortunatelyhisbillhadbeenpaid。Alwaysinafterdaysatumultuousvisionremainedinhismindofhimself，along，lankyouthwithunbrushedhairandunbuttonedwaistcoat，carryingabagandacoat，followedbyanhotelporterwithhisluggage，rushingwildlydownaninterminableplatformwithhisticketinhisteethtowardsanalreadymovingtrain。
AtanopencarriagedoorstoodaladyinwhomherecognizedMissOgilvy，whowasimploringtheguardtoholdthetrain。
“Can’tdoit，ma’am，anylonger，“saidtheguard，betweenblastsofhiswhistleandwavingsofhisgreenflag。“It’sallmyplaceisworthtodelaytheContinentalExpressformorethanaminute。Thankyoukindly，ma’am。Herehecomes，“andtheflagpausedforafewseconds。
“Inyougo，younggentleman。“
Aheave，astruggle，anavalancheofbaggage，andGodfreyfoundhimselfinthearmsofMissOgilvyinareservedfirst-classcarriage。
Fromthosekindsupportingarmsheslidgentlyandslowlytothefloor。
“Well，“saidthatlady，contemplatinghimwithhisbackrestingagainstaportmanteau，“youcutthingsratherfine。“
Stillseatedonthefloor，Godfreypulledouthiswatchandlookedatit，thenremarkedthatelevenminutesbeforehewasfastasleepinbed。
“Ithoughtasmuch，“shesaidseverely，“andthat’swhyItoldthemaidtoseeifyouhadbeencalled，whichIdaresayyouforgottoarrangeforyourself。“
“Idid，“admittedGodfrey，risingandbuttoninghiswaistcoat。“Ihavehadaverytroublednight；allsortsofthingshappenedtome。“
“Whathaveyoubeendoing？“askedMissOgilvy，whoseinterestwasexcited。
ThenGodfrey，whosebosomwasbursting，toldherall，andthestorylastedmostofthewaytoDover。
“Youpoorboy，“shesaid，whenhehadfinished，“youpoorboy!“
“Ileftthebasketwiththefoodbehind，andIamsohungry，“remarkedGodfreypresently。
“There’sarestaurantcaronthetrain，comeandhavesomebreakfast，“
saidMissOgilvy，“forontheboatyoumaynotwishtoeat。Ishallatanyrate。“
Thiswasuntrueforshehadbreakfastedalready，butthatdidnotmatter。
“MyfathersaidIwasnottotakemealsonthetrains，“explainedGodfrey，awkwardly，“becauseoftheexpense。“
“Oh!I’myourfather，orratheryourmother，now。Besides，Ihaveatable，“sheaddedinanebulousmanner。
SoGodfreyfollowedhertothediningcar，wherehemadeanexcellentmeal。
“Youdon’tseemtoeatmuch，“hesaidatlength。“Youhaveonlyhadacupofteaandhalfabitoftoast。“
“InevercanwhenIamgoingonthesea，“sheexplained。“IexpectI
shallbeveryill，andyouwillhavetolookafterme，andyouknowthelessyoueat，well——thelessyoucanbeill。“
“Whydidyounottellmethatbefore？“heremarked，contemplatinghisemptyplatewithagloomyeye。“BesidesIexpectweshallbeindifferentpartsoftheship。“
“Oh!Idaresayitcanbearranged，“sheanswered。
Andasamatteroffact，itwas“arranged，“allthewaytoLucerne。AtDoverstationMissOgilvyhadahurriedinterviewattheticketoffice。Godfreydidnotintheleastunderstandwhatshewasdoing，butasaresulthewashercompanionthroughoutthelongjourney。Thecrossingwasveryrough，anditwasGodfreywhowasill，excessivelyill，notMissOgilvywho，withtheassistanceofhermaidandthesteward，attendedassiduouslytohiminhisagonies。
“Andtothink，“hemoanedfaintlyastheymooredalongsideoftheFrenchpier，“thatonceIwishedtobeasailor。“
“Nelsonwasalwayssick，“saidMissOgilvy，wipinghisdampbrowwithascentedpocket-handkerchief，whilethemaidheldthesmelling-saltstohisnose。
“Thenhemusthavebeenafooltogotosea，“mutteredGodfrey，andrelapsedintoatorpor，fromwhichheawokeonlytofindhimselfstretchedatlengthonthecushionsofafirst-classcarriage。
Lateron，thejourneybecameveryagreeable。Godfreywasinterestedineverything，beingofaquickandreceptivemind，andMissOgilvyprovedafundofinformation。Whentheyhadexhaustedthescenerytheyconversedonothertopics。SoonshekneweverythingtherewastoknowabouthimandIsobel，whomitwasevidentshecouldnotunderstand。
“Tellme，“shesaid，lookingathisdarkandratherunusualeyes，“doyoueverhavedreams，Godfrey？“fornowshecalledhimbyhisChristianname。
“Notatnight，whenIsleepverysoundly，exceptafterthatpoorcabmanwaskilled。Ihaveseenlotsofdeadpeople，becausemyfatheralwaystakesmetolookatthemintheparish，toremindmeofmyownlatterend，ashesays，buttheynevermademedreambefore。“
“Thendoyouhavethematall？“
Hehesitatedalittle。
“Sometimes，atleastvisionsofasort，whenIamwalkingalone，especiallyintheevening，orwonderingaboutthings。ButalwayswhenIamalone。“
“Whatarethey？“sheaskedeagerly。
“Ican’tquiteexplain，“herepliedinaslowvoice。“Theycomeandtheygo，andIforgetthem，becausetheyfadeout，justlikeadreamdoes，youknow。“
“Youmustremembersomething；trytotellmeaboutthem。“
“Well，IseemtobeamongagreatmanypeoplewhomIhavenevermet。
YetIknowthemandtheyknowme，andtalktomeaboutallsortsofthings。Forinstance，ifIampuzzlingoveranythingtheywillexplainitquiteclearly，butafterwardsIalwaysforgettheexplanationandamnowiserthanIwasbefore。Ahandholdingaclothseemstowipeitoutofmymind，justasonecleansaslate。“
“Isthatall？“
“Notquite。OccasionallyImeetthepeopleafterwards。Forinstance，ThomasSims，thecabman，wasoneofthem，and，“headdedcolouring，“forgivemeforsayingso，butyouareanother。Iknewitatonce，themomentIsawyou，andthatiswhatmademefeelsofriendly。“
“Howveryodd!“sheexclaimed，“andhowdelightful。Because，yousee——
wellnevermind——“
Helookedatherexpectantly，butasshesaidnomore，wenton。
“ThennowandagainIseeplacesbeforeIreallydoseethem。Forexample，Ithinkthatpresentlyweshallpassalongahillsidewithgreatmountainslopesaboveandbelowuscoveredwithdarktrees。
Oppositetousalso，runninguptothreepeakswithapatchofsnowonthecentrepeak，butnotquiteatthetop。“Heclosedhiseyes，andadded，“Yes，andthereisavillageatthebottomofthevalleybyaswift-runningstream，andinitasmallwhitechurchwithaspireandagiltweathercockwithabirdonit。Then，“hecontinuedrapidly，“I
canseethehousewhereIamgoingtolive，withthePasteurBoiset，anoldwhitehousewithwoodsaboveandallaboutit，andthebeautifullakebeneath，andbeyond，agreatmountain。Thereisatreeinthegardenoppositethefrontdoor，likeabigcherrytree，onlythefruitlookslargerthancherries，“headdedwithconfidence。