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 "Nothing whatever. It has to do only with your being a coward."

"Me? A coward?" gasped Marjorie. "Why, no one ever called me that before in all my life."

"It must have been because they were too polite, then," remarked the Dream.

"Well, you're not, anyway," snapped Marjorie. "But what made you say it?—what made you think it?"

"Out of your own mouth you are condemned," said the Dream. "That is all I was judging by."

"What do you mean?" asked Marjorie, forgetting all about the burro in her indignant surprise.

"Merely that within the last five minutes you have acknowledged yourself to be afraid of five absolutely harmless and insignificant things."

Marjorie looked puzzled.

"You said that you were afraid that the next wave would not break so high,—afraid there would not be any more like the first,—afraid I was not fond of