Our talking awoke the doctor.  He was, I daresay, not less unhappy than we were, but he told us not to give way to unmanly fears, and scolded us for talking about our dreams.  "It is a foolish and bad practice silly people are apt to indulge in.  It makes them nervous, promotes superstition, and, worse than all, frequently causes them to doubt God's superintending care and watchfulness.  Your dreams have just been made up of what has occurred, and of what your imagination has conjured up. Just set to work and think and talk of how we may escape from our present position, and perhaps you may think and talk to good effect." As soon as we got up, we took our place as we had done the previous day, as much out of the way of the rest of the people as possible.