One cold grey morning in February Gertrude Oliver wakened with a shiver, slipped into Rilla's room, and crept in beside her.
"Rilla-I'm frightened-frightened as a baby-I've had another of my strange dreams. Something terrible is before us-I know."
"What was it?" asked Rilla.
"I was standing again on the veranda steps-just as I stood in tha