When she had entered, her face had taken on the placid look that everyone wore -- unwittingly, but inevitably -- the instant they came near Alcorn.
Finding Kitty's cool blonde loveliness projected so abruptly against the bleak polar plain of his waking dream, Alcorn knew how much more she was than either fiancee or secretary alone. She was a beacon of reassurance in a sea of uncertainty.
"Thanks, darling," he said, and looked at his watch. "I'd have woolgathered past my appointment -- and it's an important one."
He stood up. Kitty came closer and put both hands on his shoulders.
"You've had another of those dreams, haven't you? I wish you'd see a -- a doctor about them."