I suppose my explanation was a very lame one . I know I felt decidedly like a fool . Gilbert laughed at me and said I had dreamed the whole thing . Virginia was perplexed , but Dolly accepted the warning unhesitatingly . '' ` Of course it was Uncle Charley , ' she said confidently . ` We will not sail on the Aragon now . ' `` Gilbert had to give in to this decision with a very bad grace , and the Aragon sailed that day minus three of her intended passengers . `` Well , you 've all heard of the historic collision between the Aragon and the Astarte in a fog , and the fearful loss of life it involved . Gilbert did n't laugh when the news came , I assure you . Virginia and Dolly sailed a month later on the Marseilles , and reached the other side in safety . That 's all the story , boys -- the only experience of the kind I ever had , '' concluded Davenport . We had many questions to ask and several theories to advance . Jack said Davenport had dreamed it and that the collision of the Aragon and the Astarte was simply a striking coincidence . But Davenport merely smiled at all our suggestions and , as it cleared up just about three , we told no more ghost stories . Emily 's Husband Emily Fair got out of Hiram Jameson 's waggon at the gate . She took her satchel and parasol and , in her clear , musical tones , thanked him for bringing her home . Emily had a very distinctive voice . It was very sweet always and very cold generally ; sometimes it softened to tenderness with those she loved , but in it there was always an undertone of inflexibility and reserve . Nobody had ever heard Emily Fair 's voice tremble . `` You are more than welcome , Mrs. Fair , '' said Hiram Jameson , with a glance of bold admiration .
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