Chapter

 1 6 |       passed the night in golden dreams. By eight o'clock in the
 2 11|       rapid is the flight of our dreams upon the wings of imagination,
 3 12|           I take no heed of such dreams. But the words you have
 4 12|   presentiments; I also have had dreams. I dreamed that I saw you
 5 12|          Would God send the same dreams to you as to me if you did
 6 23|      fell asleep, and had golden dreams. ~At seven o'clock in the
 7 32|         which he had seen in his dreams, must be the blessed coffer,
 8 34|       grandee of Spain! ~"Golden dreams!" cried Aramis. "Oh, beautiful
 9 37| fantastic intrigues one meets in dreams. He, however, darted not
10 48|        was dead, and you know my dreams never deceive me. Be assured,
11 48|         skillful in interpreting dreams, and even entertain great
12 51|    Mingling the immensity of his dreams with the immensity of the
13 55|     brain weakened by the ardent dreams of an ecstatic faith; it
14 55|         which speaks to me in my dreams; yes, I recognize the features