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5/18/2011 12:58 PM (GMT-04:00)
carinatootlebooks carinatootlebooks Joined: 5/7/2011 Posts: 46 Location:	Re: Dream Woman (Wilkie Collins in America) Part One: The doctor had not been settled more than six months in his rural hospital practice, when he was sent for to a neighboring town to help the resident doctor there with the case of a rare and fatal illness. After the work was over, the doctor's motorcycle broke down under him in the middle of the ride home. Being deprived of the cycle's service, he started to the nearest establishment on foot, a place a mile or two back on the road which was a very lonely highway. The grain fields stretched out to the feet of the distant mountains. The day was clear and warm. The doctor had been in the mood for riding, but now was walking, pushing the motorcycle, and sweating. He soon found the house he was looking for. A thin woman in overalls waved from the porch. She was not above kindness. She was willing to help the doctor out. "Trouble with the animal?" asked the landlady. The doctor held up his useless cell phone. "It is dead," he said. "Nearest town with a full service garage is Marie. Too far for walking," said the woman. "I'll wake Issac. He can fix anything that drinks gasoline." The doctor swallowed and said, "Who sleeps at this hour?" "He sleeps all the time when he's not riding a tractor," said the woman. "And he dreams the same dream over and over again." "A good dream I hope," said the doctor. The woman smiled a smile without all her teeth, and she shook her head. "The boy is bad afflicted," she said. "I am a doctor," said the doctor. "Has he ever seen one for the dreaming?" "Not in these parts," said the woman. "Not to my knowing. Come inside and you can see him." Quote

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The doctor had not been settled more than six months in his rural hospital practice, when he was sent for to a neighboring town to help the resident doctor there with the case of a rare and fatal illness. After the work was over, the doctor's motorcycle broke down under him in the middle of the ride home. Being deprived of the cycle's service, he started to the nearest establishment on foot, a place a mile or two back on the road which was a very lonely highway. The grain fields stretched out to the feet of the distant mountains. The day was clear and warm. The doctor had been in the mood for riding, but now was walking, pushing the motorcycle, and sweating. He soon found the house he was looking for. A thin woman in overalls waved from the porch. She was not above kindness. She was willing to help the doctor out.
"Trouble with the animal?" asked the landlady.
The doctor held up his useless cell phone. "It is dead," he said.
"Nearest town with a full service garage is Marie. Too far for walking," said the woman. "I'll wake Issac. He can fix anything that drinks gasoline."
The doctor swallowed and said, "Who sleeps at this hour?"
"He sleeps all the time when he's not riding a tractor," said the woman. "And he dreams the same dream over and over again."
"A good dream I hope," said the doctor.
The woman smiled a smile without all her teeth, and she shook her head. "The boy is bad afflicted," she said.
"I am a doctor," said the doctor. "Has he ever seen one for the dreaming?"
"Not in these parts," said the woman. "Not to my knowing. Come inside and you can see him."

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5/18/2011 1:14 PM (GMT-04:00)
carinatootlebooks carinatootlebooks Joined: 5/7/2011 Posts: 46 Location:	Re: Dream Woman (Wilkie Collins in America) Part two: "Thanks," said the doctor who left his motorcycle behind in the drive and entered the house behind the woman. "It is not an affliction which interferes with his plowin and mechanics. He'll have you up and runnin by sundown. He is my sister's son." The doctor then found himself looking at Issac where he lay in his room. Issac lay in his day clothes under an afgan knitted of pink and yellow yarn. His face on the pillow was topped with a mess of black hair. He was drawing his breath unevenly as his eyelids twitched and his body twisted. In a moment he began to speak in his sleep. "Grey. Grey. Lily white," said Issac. "His wife had grey eyes and lily white arms," said the woman in overalls. "I hit you because you hated me!" yelled Issac in his sleep. He woke up. "Issac, I have a job for you," said the woman. Issac's eyes rolled back in his head. Then he rubbed his eyes and focused them on the landlady. His eyes were bright green relection pools of the fields of grain the doctor had seen that day. Issac grinned. "Okay," he said. "This gentleman's motorcycle needs fixin," said the woman to Issac. "You can do it can't you?" "Sure thing," said Issac. "Sorry I ws dreamin..." "Dreamin," said the landlady. "You is always dreamin." "I am," said Issac looking at the doctor. "I am bad afflicted Mr. but I can fix motorcycles. Show me your wheels and I will show you the road." It was while the dreamer Issac was working on the doctors motorcycle that the doctor was told Issac's nightmare story by the landlady. Quote

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"Thanks," said the doctor who left his motorcycle behind in the drive and entered the house behind the woman.
"It is not an affliction which interferes with his plowin and mechanics. He'll have you up and runnin by sundown. He is my sister's son."
The doctor then found himself looking at Issac where he lay in his room. Issac lay in his day clothes under an afgan knitted of pink and yellow yarn. His face on the pillow was topped with a mess of black hair. He was drawing his breath unevenly as his eyelids twitched and his body twisted. In a moment he began to speak in his sleep.
"Grey. Grey. Lily white," said Issac.
"His wife had grey eyes and lily white arms," said the woman in overalls.
"I hit you because you hated me!" yelled Issac in his sleep. He woke up.
"Issac, I have a job for you," said the woman.
Issac's eyes rolled back in his head. Then he rubbed his eyes and focused them on the landlady. His eyes were bright green relection pools of the fields of grain the doctor had seen that day. Issac grinned. "Okay," he said.
"This gentleman's motorcycle needs fixin," said the woman to Issac. "You can do it can't you?"
"Sure thing," said Issac. "Sorry I ws dreamin..."
"Dreamin," said the landlady. "You is always dreamin."
"I am," said Issac looking at the doctor. "I am bad afflicted Mr. but I can fix motorcycles. Show me your wheels and I will show you the road."
It was while the dreamer Issac was working on the doctors motorcycle that the doctor was told Issac's nightmare story by the landlady.

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5/18/2011 1:44 PM (GMT-04:00)
carinatootlebooks carinatootlebooks Joined: 5/7/2011 Posts: 46 Location:	Re: Dream Woman (Wilkie Collins in America) part three: "Unlucky Issac," said the landlady handing the doctor a glass of cold tea. "You mean he has had more than his share of hard luck?" asked the doctor. "Bad luck a plenty," said the woman. "Always missin good opportunities in his youth. Always workin for the worst bosses. Never a rosey home. A filthy life in the city with his mother, my half sister. Then there was his awful wife." "The woman in the dream?" asked the doctor who was now watching the landlady peel a pile of potatoes. "Yes," said the landlady. "His wife first came to him as dream. Now she haunts him as the same." "His real wife?" asked the doctor. "I wouldn't believe it myself if I hadn't met the dame at their weddin. Looked just like he says in the dream. Lily white arms and grey eyes. She was eatin cake with a spoon," said the landlady. "Did she try to kill him?" asked the doctor. The woman laughed and said,"Doctors are smart. She tried to kill him in a dream when he was ten years of age. She can into his room with a carving fork. Treated him like a piece of meat she did! His mother, my half sister, wrote the dream down as the boy told her when he was awake." "How old is Issac now?" asked the doctor. "Forty," said the woman. "He was twenty when he fell in love with none other than the dame from the dream in the flesh. Lily white arms and grey eyes. At first he was blinded by her plight. A suicidal she was, camped outside the chemists shop in the city. When he broght her home, my sister warned him.'she's the dame from the dream son!" Poor Issac. Sis fainted at the wedding." "Stress," said the doctor. "Fear. There were cruel times ahead for them," said the landlady. "Cruel times," repeated the doctor as he looked out the window at the shed where Issac had taken his motorcycle for fixing. The afternoon shadows lengthened into evening. Quote

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part three:
"Unlucky Issac," said the landlady handing the doctor a glass of cold tea.
"You mean he has had more than his share of hard luck?" asked the doctor.
"Bad luck a plenty," said the woman. "Always missin good opportunities in his youth. Always workin for the worst bosses. Never a rosey home. A filthy life in the city with his mother, my half sister. Then there was his awful wife."
"The woman in the dream?" asked the doctor who was now watching the landlady peel a pile of potatoes.
"Yes," said the landlady. "His wife first came to him as dream. Now she haunts him as the same."
"His real wife?" asked the doctor.
"I wouldn't believe it myself if I hadn't met the dame at their weddin. Looked just like he says in the dream. Lily white arms and grey eyes. She was eatin cake with a spoon," said the landlady.
"Did she try to kill him?" asked the doctor.
The woman laughed and said,"Doctors are smart. She tried to kill him in a dream when he was ten years of age. She can into his room with a carving fork. Treated him like a piece of meat she did! His mother, my half sister, wrote the dream down as the boy told her when he was awake."
"How old is Issac now?" asked the doctor.
"Forty," said the woman. "He was twenty when he fell in love with none other than the dame from the dream in the flesh. Lily white arms and grey eyes. At first he was blinded by her plight. A suicidal she was, camped outside the chemists shop in the city. When he broght her home, my sister warned him.'she's the dame from the dream son!" Poor Issac. Sis fainted at the wedding."
"Stress," said the doctor.
"Fear. There were cruel times ahead for them," said the landlady.
"Cruel times," repeated the doctor as he looked out the window at the shed where Issac had taken his motorcycle for fixing. The afternoon shadows lengthened into evening.

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5/18/2011 2:02 PM (GMT-04:00)
carinatootlebooks carinatootlebooks Joined: 5/7/2011 Posts: 46 Location:	Re: Dream Woman (Wilkie Collins in America) Part four: "Afer some months of married life,we learned that his bride had become a domestic of the worst kind" continued the landlady. "She tormented Issac with her wicked ways, but Issac kept his heart for the dame. My sister found her grave with worry. It was about the time of the funeral that Issac lost his temper. He stuck his wife out of frustration. He was sorry but she said their time was finished. That night she tried to kill him with the fork while he was sleeping. He caught her arm. Prevented the killin. She ran. He thinks she might return. He is afraid she might return." "She has never been see since?" asked the doctor. "Not ever," said the landlady. "There was a police detective looking." "And his sleep is always so restless?" asked the doctor. "Yes," said the landlady. "Would he like some help?" asked the doctor. "I could prescribe something to help him sleep better." "Pills?"asked the landlady. "Yes," said the doctor. "Issac says out here the wind in the wheat is his medicine," said the woman, shrugging. "I'd help him for free," said the doctor. "Here is my card for my office in Marie. And if you ever have any health problems....." "Looks like you are ready to roll," said the landlady when she saw Issac ride the doctors motorcycle up to the porch out of the shed where he had fixed it. The doctor also gave Issac his card. Issac refused payment, and the doctor rode away just as the sun began to set into the amber waves of grain. Quote

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"Afer some months of married life,we learned that his bride had become a domestic of the worst kind" continued the landlady. "She tormented Issac with her wicked ways, but Issac kept his heart for the dame. My sister found her grave with worry. It was about the time of the funeral that Issac lost his temper. He stuck his wife out of frustration. He was sorry but she said their time was finished. That night she tried to kill him with the fork while he was sleeping. He caught her arm. Prevented the killin. She ran. He thinks she might return. He is afraid she might return."
"She has never been see since?" asked the doctor.
"Not ever," said the landlady. "There was a police detective looking."
"And his sleep is always so restless?" asked the doctor.
"Yes," said the landlady.
"Would he like some help?" asked the doctor. "I could prescribe something to help him sleep better."
"Pills?"asked the landlady.
"Yes," said the doctor.
"Issac says out here the wind in the wheat is his medicine," said the woman, shrugging.
"I'd help him for free," said the doctor. "Here is my card for my office in Marie. And if you ever have any health problems....."
"Looks like you are ready to roll," said the landlady when she saw Issac ride the doctors motorcycle up to the porch out of the shed where he had fixed it. The doctor also gave Issac his card. Issac refused payment, and the doctor rode away just as the sun began to set into the amber waves of grain.

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