should never have dreamed of taking. He talked to me too

and crept along for some distance on the ground. "A grave! dig me a

grave!" sounded again in her ears, and she would have gladly buried

herself, if in the grave she could have found forgetfulness of her

It was the first hour of her awakening, full of anguish and

horror. Superstition made her alternately shudder with cold or burn

with the heat of fever. Many things, of which she had feared even to

speak, came into her mind. Silently, as the cloud-shadows in the

moonshine, a spectral apparition flitted by her; she had heard of it