This is a good sign. 87.
Dream dictionary: seeing a wedding dress dream meanings
Having a quarrel and fight. 396.
Denotes light in an obscure affair. 48.
Warning to be cautious against bad people, losing the first lover, being cheated in business.
Inheritance, money left in the family by a deceased relative.
Getting into danger; so be very careful where you go.
Great fortune. 8.
Good circumstances, luck. 15.
Denotes a prosperous year; plenty of food.
Case of death.
Loss, damage. 166.
Forced to make a journey very soon. 3.
Making use of time.
Being friendly received in company. 39.
Denotes for single persons, good marriage; for married persons, blessed with children. 45.
Wrath and- disunion. 320.
Excitement and disaster. 209.
Virtuous connections. 145.
Making long journeys.
Having false friends; misfortune and bad luck. 46.
Denotes being cheated, or otherwise some loss. 126.
Getting wealth, honour and a good wife, receiving money unexpected. 37.
Great honour, riches. 54.
A bad omen.
Wealth and luck. 63.
Mockery, ridicule.
Getting into disgrace, vexation, having trouble with employers. 78.
Fortune, good circumstances.
Prosperous business. 144.
Having luck and happy days.
Ruin of a member in the family, snares. 89.
Getting into bad reputation.
Temptation, perhaps seduction.
Death or poor circumstances of one’s parents….
A good omen. 9.
Good circumstances. 216.
Death of a friend or relative, being pursued by enemies, getting into danger. 90.
Great change in fortune. 203.
…a level with my face, and, as I peered through it, a tall man in evening dress entered the room. ‘Mr. Montague, I suppose,’ I murmured to myself, mentioning the name of the banker. ‘Why, he’s actually wearing red socks, and has a coloured handkerchief and a sixpenny ready-made tie,” You see, sir, I notice every detail in a gentleman’s dress; and, as you doubtless know, nothing gives a show away so much as loud-coloured handkerchiefs and ready-made ties; no one in tip-top society wears such things.”Now I didn’t know much about bankers, as most of the people at whose houses I visited were real gentry, but I never should have believed that even a moderately well-to-do business man would have dressed like that. I was gazing at him in astonishment, when he suddenly approached the window, and, seeing me, threw up the sash. ‘Are you the policeman,’ he said,…
…not working because, for the present, I haven’t the heart to work. I’ve been jilted by luck, and I feel too sore to ask for employment. Yes,” he said, with a sudden spurt of enthusiasm,” I’ll tell you all about it.”Some months ago I belonged to the police force at Dulwich. I was on night duty, and had been particularly enjoined to keep an eye on a certain house, the owner of which, a rich banker, was away in the South of France. Night after night I passed by the house, and, as far as I could tell, everything was in order. You know the police have orthodox dodges for seeing if premises have been entered and I, of course, made use of them. Well, one evening it was in October, and the shadows from the big trees, lining the road outside the house, lay so thick around me,…