Mrs. Caird was at the open door to meet them. "I heard the clatter of the Major's horses; they clatter louder than any other in Glasgow--but what are you here for? Who's preaching this morning? Ian, are you ill? Major, what is it?" "Wait a while, my dear lady. Ian wishes to be alone, and I am going to take lunch with you. Then I will tell you all that Ian has done. I am going to give to-morrow to Ian and his affairs, so he will not require to worry himself either about the Kirk or the market place." "I wish I had been present," answered Mrs. Caird. "I wish I had! I think I also would have had a few words to say--or at least a few questions to ask." "I cannot understand Ian taking such a noticeable farewell. It would have been more like him to have said nothing to anyone, just resigned without reason or right about it. But doubtless he had a reason." "He had. Two nights ago he had a dream." "Never! Ian never dreams." "He dreamt last Friday morning just at or before the streak of dawn. Listen!" Then in an awed and whispering voice she related Ian's dream. The Major, who was naturally a psychic man and a great dreamer, listened with intense interest, but did not at once make any comment. After a short reflection, however, he answered with an air of complacent gratitude: "God's dealings with the Macraes have ever been close and personal. Plenty of preachers are no doubt preaching this day what they do not believe, but they have not been shown and warned like Ian. I think his dream was a great honor and favor." "You Macraes have a wonderful way of appropriating God. I dare say a great many ministers have been warned and advised as well as Ian." "No, Jessy, they have not. If they had been warned as Ian was warned, they would have done exactly as Ian has done. Dreams are strange things. You cannot help noticing them--you cannot help being led by them. I wonder why." "Because dreams belong to the Spiritual World, and humanity has an instinctive belief in this Spiritual World. You do not have to teach men and women to dream. A true dreamer has the gift in childhood as perfectly as in old age. There is no age, no race, no class, no circumstances free from dreams. God is everywhere and knows everything, and He speaks to His children in dreams and by the oracles that lurk in darkness." "In my own life, Mrs. Caird, they have often read the future. How do they do it?" "How can we tell what subtle lines are between Spirit and Spirit? A century ago nobody knew how messages could be sent through the air--sent all over the world. We had not then discovered the medium nor the method. In another century--or less--we may discover the medium and method of communication between this world and the other." "Do you think some houses are more easily visited by dreams than others?" "Yes, and for many reasons, but they cannot be prevented from entering any place to which they are sent. I was not a week at Cramer before I was aware