“No, sir,” replied his son, laughing, “I seem to have had it from nobody.⁠—Very odd!⁠—I really was persuaded of Mrs. Weston’s having mentioned it in one of her letters to Enscombe, many weeks ago, with all these particulars⁠—but as she declares she never heard a syllable of it before, of course it must have been a dream. I am a great dreamer. I dream of everybody at Highbury when I am away⁠—and when I have gone through my particular friends, then I begin dreaming of Mr. and Mrs. Perry.”