"Because you are not fit to go there," I answered. "All sinners would be miserable in heaven."
"But it is not for that. I dreamt once that I was there."
"I tell you I won't hearken to your dreams, Miss Catherine! I'll go to bed," I interrupted again.
She laughed, and held me down; for I made a motion to leave my chair.

'Because you are not fit to go there,' I answered. 'All sinners would be miserable in heaven.'
'That's not why. I dreamt once that I was there.'
'I tell you I won't listen to your dreams, Miss Catherine! I'll go to bed,' I interrupted.
