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 "Well, why don't you grin too?" asked the Dream.

"Because there's nothing to grin about,—and I'm still too frightened, anyway. I was perfectly sure that it would catch me, and I ran—and ran—"

"But what was it?" asked the Dream.

"Why, it was a—a—" Marjorie hesitated. "Well," she said at last, "I suppose it was sort of funny, after all; but it didn't seem so the least bit, before I waked up."

"But what was it?" persisted the Dream.

"Well, it was a—a tea-cup."

"A tea-cup?"

"Yes, you know it was;—but it seemed different then, and I was dreadfully frightened."

"And it was chasing you? Was it a big tea-cup?"

"No, just the ordinary size."

"What was in it?"

"Nothing. I could see the bottom of it."