…he said, in the most melancholy voice, 'She's hiding from me.' He was dreaming,...

…he said, in the most melancholy voice, 'She's hiding from me.' He was dreaming, of course. I thought it was rather sweet. So, to humour him, I said, 'Well, then. You must hide your eyes and count to ten and she'll come back.'"
He laughed. "But he got angry at me. It was really rather charming of him. 'No,' he said, 'no she won't." 'But you're dreaming,' I said to him. 'No,' he said, 'no I'm not. It's not a dream. It's real.