I dreamed I got up and went over to the window - and guess what I dreamed I saw coming over out of the woods?

I haven't the faintest idea. A skunk?

Well, sort of - it was Mr. Connor.

Mr. Connor?

Yes, with his both arms full of something. And guess what it turned out to be?

What?

You, and some clothes. Wasn't it funny? It was sort of like as if you were coming from the pool.

The pool? I'm going crazy. I'm standing here solidly on my own two hands and going crazy. Then what?

And after a while, I opened my door a crack and there he was in the hall, still coming along with you, puffing like a steam engine. His wind can't be very good.

Then what?

And you were sort of crooning.

I never crooned in my life.

I'm only saying what it sounded like. And then he - guess what?

I couldn't possibly.

Then he just sailed right into your room with you, and that scared me, so I got up and went to your door and peeked in to make sure you were all right. And guess what?

What?

You were. He was gone by then.

Gone? Of course he was gone - he was never there!

I know, Tracy.

Well, I should certainly hope you did.

I'm certainly glad I do, because if I didn't and in a little while I heard the minister say, 'If anyone knows any just cause or reason why these two should not be united in holy matrimony,' I just wouldn't know what to do. Dexter says it's a dream too.

Dex-, you told Dexter all that?

Not a word. Not a single word. But you know how quick he is.

Dinah Lord, you little fiend, how can you stand there and...?