Arthur B. Reeve

Arthur B. Reeve

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Portrait of Arthur B. Reeve Arthur B. Reeve,  Constance Dunlap — Chapter 6 (1913)

“ It was Forest Caswell.
For a moment Constance stood irresolute, wondering just how to meet him, then she said, "Good evening, Mr. Caswell. I hope you will pardon me for asking you to call on me, but, as you know, I've come to know your wife—perhaps better than you do."
"Not better," he corrected, seeming to see that it was directness that she was aiming at. "It is bad enough to get mixed up badly in Wall Street, but what would you yourself say—you are a business woman—what would you say about getting into the clutches of a—a dream doctor—and worse?"
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Portrait of Arthur B. Reeve Arthur B. Reeve,  Constance Dunlap — Chapter 6 (1913)

“ Madame Cassandra understands.
"And the wall. That was Wall Street, probably, which does divide you two. You tried to get over it and you fell. That means your fear of actually falling, morally, of being a fallen woman."
Mildred was staring wildly. She might deny but in her heart she must admit.
"The thing that pursued you, half bull, half snake, was Davies and his blandishments. I have seen him. I know what he is. The crowd in a dream always denotes a secret. He is pursuing you, as in the dream.
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Portrait of Arthur B. Reeve Arthur B. Reeve,  Constance Dunlap — Chapter 6 (1913)

“ Caswell glanced up, startled. "My—you are positively uncanny, Constance. How did you know I had seen him before?"
"One seldom dreams," said Constance, "about anything unless it has been suggested by an event of the day before. You saw him today. That would not have inspired the dream of last night. Therefore I concluded that you must have seen him and invested before. Madame Cassandra's mention of him yesterday caused the dream of last night. The dream of last night probably influenced you to see him again to-day, and you invested in United Traction. That is the way dreams work.
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