Alice turned and said sleepily, "Are you having a nightmare, Dick?"
"I'm all right. Go back to sleep."
"You've been having many nightmares lately."
"No more than on Earth."
"Would you like to talk?"
"When I dream, I am talking."
"But to yourself."
"Who knows me better?" He laughed softly.
"And who can deceive you better," she said a little tartly.