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'You heard that scream?' said Hammond.
'Yes. It was her ladyship, I suppose. Nightmare. She is subject to
nightmare.'
'It is very dreadful. Her whole countenance was convulsed just now, when
I went into her room to see what was wrong. I was almost afraid of a fit
of some kind. Ought not her maid to go to her?'
'She wants no assistance,' the man answered, coolly. 'It was only a
dream. It is not the first time I have been awakened by a shriek like
that. It is a kind of nightmare, no doubt; and it passes off in a few
minutes, and leaves her sleeping calmly.'
He went to her ladyship's door, pushed it open a little way, and looked
in. 'Yes, she is sleeping as quietly as an infant,' he said, shutting
the door softly as he spoke.
'I am very glad; but surely she ought to have her maid near her at
night, if she is subject to those attacks.'
'It is no attack, I tell you. It is nothing but a dream,' answered
Steadman impatiently.
'Yet you were frightened, just as I was, or you would not have got up
and dressed,' said Hammond, looking at the man suspiciously.


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