The Hidden Children by Robert William Chambers Chapter 16 Page 42

“What do you see?” he asked.

She shook her head; but we all begged her to disclose her dreams, saying laughingly that as dreams were the most important things in the lives of all Indians, our close association with them had rendered us credulous.

“Come, Lanette,” urged Boyd, “tell us what it is you see in dreams behind the veil.”

She hesitated, shuddered:

“Flames — always flames. And a man in black with leaden buttons, whose face is always hidden in his cloak. But, oh! I know — I seem to know that he has no face at all, but is like a skull under his black cloak.”

“A merry dream,” said Boyd, laughing.