Four A.M
But Standskill did n't know ! A dream . _ A lunatic dream . _ Four A.M. . The coincidence of the timing of his wakings struck him then . For a moment the latest dream eluded him and then the sense of airless cold , a bleak , cratered landscape , stark stars staring in a lunar night swept coldly across his mind . He shivered , drew the blanket over him , thought : _ How many shares ?