' Now tell me your dream."
Connie laughed. All the household tried to make Connie laugh, and generally
succeeded. It was quite a triumph to Charlie or Harry, and was sure to be
recounted with glee at the next meal, when he succeeded in making Connie
laugh.
"Mine wasn't a dream to make me laugh. It was too dreadful at first, and
too delightful afterwards. I suppose it was getting out for the first time
yesterday that made me dream it. I thought I was lying quite still, without
breathing even, with my hands straight down by my sides and my eyes closed.
I did not choose to open them, for I knew that if I did I should see
nothing but the inside of the lid of my coffin. I did not mind it much
at first, for I was very quiet, and not uncomfortable. Everything was as
silent as it should be, for I was ten feet and a half under the surface of
the earth in the churchyard. Old Sogers was not far from me on one side,
and that was a comfort; only there was a thick wall of earth between.
But as the time went on, I began to get uncomfortable. I could not help
thinking how long I should have to wait for the resurrection. Somehow I
had forgotten all that you teach us about that.
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