Katherine Merritte Yates, On the Way There (1904)
“ The dwarf made no answer, but the Dream giggled his unpleasant little giggle. Marjorie turned upon him angrily. "What made you bring me to such a horrid place?" she exclaimed, "and what makes these abominable dwarfs act this way? Why don't you help me get it off?" and she tried in vain to shake the little fellow from her arm. "I can't take it off for you," said the Dream. "You'll have to get rid of it for yourself." "But what is it?" cried Marjorie, "and what does it hold on to me for, and bite me, too?" "It holds on to you because it can't get around by itself. ”
