"You saw it in her eyes?"
"Yes, twice. Once when she was angry with me; and again when she went away."
"You saw the same thing both times?"
"No-o," said Marjorie; "The time that she was angry, I saw the message through its opposite; I saw the need of it;—I saw what happened if I didn't use it;—and that was why I understood the violets' message."
"But you couldn't remember what it was?"
"No, it was still under the surface."
The Dream grinned. "I told you so. I told you that you would use it just the same; or at least have a chance to; even if it didn't come to the surface."
"Yes, it whispered to the inner side of me. I knew it and acted from it, even if I couldn't remember it. Isn't it strange that it should just lurk there and refuse to come out?"
"Well," said the Dream; "we were talking about experiences; and perhaps if you keep on having experiences which you turn into spiritual experiences as soon as they come, you will live it to the surface, where you can look squarely at it, and perhaps pass it on to others in words, as well as live it; but I'll tell you now, that it is better to have it there and live it, than to have it on the surface and not live it."
Marjorie went back and sat down to her work with the scarf, and the Dream slid down beside
