Chapter 29
DREAM-MOLLY. So far better as to be able to talk, Walter one day told Molly the strange dream which, as he looked back, seemed to fill the whole time almost from his leaving his lodging to his recognition of his father by his bedside. It was a sweet day in the first of the spring. He lay with his head toward the window, and the sun shining into the room, with the tearful radiance of sorrows overlived and winter gone, when Molly entered. She was at once whelmed in the sunlight, so that she could see nothing, while Walter could almost have counted her eyelashes. "Stand there, Molly," he cried, "one moment! I want to look at you!" "It is not fair!" returned Molly. "The sun is in my eyes! I am as blind as a bat!" "I won't ask you, if you mind, Molly!" returned Walter. In these days he ha
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