As for punctuation , he never attempts it , beyond an occasion period , jotted down whenever he happens to think of it , whether in the right place or not . The Story Girl goes over his dreams after he has written them out , and puts in the commas and semicolons , and straightens out the sentences . Felix sits on the right of the Story Girl , fat and stodgy , grimly in earnest even over dreams . He writes with his knees stuck up to form a writing-desk , and he always frowns fiercely the whole time . Dan , like Peter , writes lying down flat , but with his back towards us ; and he has a dismal habit of groaning aloud , writhing his whole body , and digging his toes into the grass , when he can not turn a sentence to suit him . Sara Ray is at his left . There is seldom anything to be said of Sara except to tell where she is . Like Tennyson 's Maud , in one respect at least , Sara is splendidly null . Well , there we sit and write in our dream books , and Uncle Roger passes by and accuses us of being up to dev -- to very bad mischief . Each of us was very anxious to possess the most exciting record ; but we were an honourable little crew , and I do not think anything was ever written down in those dream books which had not really been dreamed . We had expected that the Story Girl would eclipse us all in the matter of dreams ; but , at least in the beginning , her dreams were no more remarkable than those of the rest of us . In dreamland we were all equal . Cecily , indeed , seemed to have the most decided talent for dramatic dreams . That meekest and mildest of girls was in the habit of dreaming truly terrible things . Almost every night battle , murder , or sudden death played some part in her visions . On the other hand , Dan , who was a somewhat truculent fellow , addicted to the perusal of lurid dime novels which he borrowed from the other boys in school , dreamed dreams of such a peaceful and pastoral character that he was quite disgusted with the resulting tame pages of his dream book . But if the Story Girl could not dream anything more wonderful than the rest of us , she scored when it came to the telling . To hear her tell a dream was as good -- or as bad -- as dreaming it yourself . As far as writing them down was concerned , I believe that I , Beverley King , carried off the palm . I was considered to possess a pretty knack of composition .
But the Story Girl went me one better even there , because , having inherited something of her father 's talent for drawing , she illustrated her dreams XXXXX sketches that certainly caught the spirit of them , whatever might be said of their technical excellence .
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