"I am dreaming--I am getting out of bed," she heard her own voice say; and then, as she stood up in the midst of it all, turning slowly from side to side--"I am dreaming it stays--real! I'm dreaming it FEELS real.  It's bewitched--or I'm bewitched. I only THINK I see it all." Her words began to hurry themselves.  "If I can only keep on thinking it," she cried, "I don't care! I don't care!"