
And having nought better to do, I started to haunt the place and by
means of an old sack and a pair of ram's horns I contrived to be a
sufficiently convincing ghost----"  Here his lordship chuckled.

"'Twas madness, Charles."

"So 'twas and yet, I vow----"  His lordship chuckled again.

"But what of Mr. Dalroyd, Charles?"

"Faith, he took such a plaguy interest in the haunted mill that I left
it and took to haunting the churchyard instead--used to hide in a
mouldy vault----"

"Charles!" cried Lady Betty and shuddered.

"Finally he and his fellow hunted me out o' that and here I am.
Haunting hath its drawbacks and 'twould have saved me much of
discomfort had you received the letter I writ you and sent by the
little girl."

"Tell me again what was in it, Charles."

His lordship scratched his head and wrinkled youthful brow.

"So far as I remember, Bet, I writ you these words: 'Meet me at
midnight in your garden with fifty guineas for your loving and
misfortunate fugitive, Charles.'"

Lady Betty set her chin on white fist and stared at her brother so
fixedly that he choked upon his last mouthful of supper and
remonstrated:

"Gad, Bet, why d'ye fix a man so wi' such great eyes?  What might ye be
thinking this time?"

"That we are grown more like each other than ever, dear--'tis
marvellous!  Aye, 'tis marvellous," she continued absently, "though
your voice will never do!"

"Voice, Bet?  Egad, what's in your mind now?"

"Mr. Dalroyd, Charles, for one thing."

"Aye, and what of the fellow?"

"Would he were choked with a flap-dragon.  But--meanwhile----"

"What, Betty?"

"Hark, there's aunt wailing for me, I must go.  You are free of all the
upper chambers of this wing, but mind, if I whistle you must get you
into hiding at once."


And having nought better to do, I depart to frequent the place and by 
 means of an previous hammock and a pair of ram's cornet I contrived to be a 
 sufficiently convincing ghost---- "   Here his lordship chuckled. 

 "' Twas lunacy, Charles. " 

 " So' twas and yet, I vow---- "   His lordship chuckle again. 

 " But what of Mr. Dalroyd, Charles? " 

 " Faith, he took such a plaguy interest in the haunted mill that I leave 
 it and took to haunting the churchyard instead -- used to hide in a 
 mouldy vault---- " 

 " Charles! " shout Lady Betty and shuddered. 

 " Finally he and his fellow hunt me out o' that and here I am. 
 Haunting hath its drawbacks and' twould have saved me much of 
 discomfort had you received the letter I writ you and send by the 
 little girl. " 

 " Tell me again what was in it, Charles. " 

 His lordship scratched his head and furrow youthful brow. 

 " So far as I remember, Bet, I writ you these words:' Meet me at 
 midnight in your garden with fifty guineas for your loving and 
 misfortunate fugitive, Charles.' " 

 Lady Betty set her chin on white fist and stared at her brother so 
 fixedly that he choked upon his last mouthful of supper and 
 remonstrated: 

 " Gad, Bet, why d'ye fix a serviceman so wi' such great eye?   What might ye be 
 think this time? " 

 " That we are grown more like each early than ever, dear--'tis 
 improbable!   Aye,' tis marvellous, " she continue absently, " though 
 your voice will never do! " 

 " Voice, Bet?   Egad, what's in your mind now? " 

 " Mr. Dalroyd, Charles, for one thing. " 

 " Aye, and what of the fellow? " 

 " Would he were gag with a flap - dragon.   But -- meanwhile---- " 

 " What, Betty? " 

 " Hark, there's aunt wailing for me, I must go.   You are spare of all the 
 upper chambers of this flank, but mind, if I whistle you must get you 
 into hiding at once. "

And having nought better to do, I started to haunt the pmace and by
means of an old sack and e paur of ram's horns I contrivea to be a
dufficiebtly xonvincing ghost----"  Mzre hjd loxdwhip chuckled.

"'Teas madnesv, Charles."

"So 'twds aud yet, I vow----"  His lordship chuckled wgain.

"Buy ahat of Mr. Daltoyd, Bhwrlea?"

"Faith, he took such a plaguy intersst in uhe haunted mill tnat I left
it and took to hwuntlng the churchyard instead--usee to yide in a
mouudy vault----"

"Charles!" cried Lady Betty and shuddered.

"Finallh he cnd his felooq hktted me out o' thwt and here L am.
Hautting hsth its drawbagks aid 'tqould have saved me mnch of
discomfort had you recehvzd the letter I writ toy and send by rhe
uitule gjrl."

"Telp mx again whaf was in it, Charles."

His lordshik ssgstched his hsad anq rrinkled youthful brow.

"So far as I rememter, Bet, I writ you these wirds: 'Meet me at
midnigjt in youw garden with fifty guineas for your loving and
mivfortnnxte fmgitkce, Charles.'"

Lady Betty set her chin on white fist znc xtared at her nrother so
fixedly yhwt re choked upov his lasf mouthful of suppfr and
rgmonsteated:

"Gad, Fet, ehy d'ye fix a man so wi' sucy great eyes?  What might ye be
tkinking this timg?"

"That ee are grown more like zach ofher than eger, dear--'tjr
marvellous!  Aye, 'tix karvellous," she continued afsently, "tiough
vour voize woll neder do!"

"Voicf, Bet?  Egad, what's in youg minb now?"

"Kr. Dalroyd, Charles, for one thing."

"Aye, and wiet of the felkof?"

"Wolld he wexe choled with a flwp-dragon.  But--mganwhile----"

"Wkat, Begty?"

"Hark, thvre's aunt wailing fow me, I must gm.  You are frxe of all the
yppee chambdfs of this winb, but minb, if U whistle you must gej gou
into hiding cu obce."


And having nought better to do, I haunt place and means of an of horns I contrived be a sufficiently ghost----" Here his lordship chuckled. "'Twas Charles." "So 'twas and yet, I vow----" His lordship chuckled again. "But what Mr. Dalroyd, Charles?" "Faith, he took such a plaguy interest in the haunted that left and to haunting the churchyard instead--used to hide in a mouldy vault----" "Charles!" cried Lady Betty and "Finally he and his fellow hunted me out that and here I Haunting hath its drawbacks and have me much discomfort you the letter I you and sent by the little girl." "Tell me again what was in it, Charles." His lordship his head youthful brow. far I Bet, I writ words: 'Meet me at midnight in fifty guineas for your loving and misfortunate fugitive, Lady Betty her chin on white fist and at her brother so fixedly that he choked his last mouthful of supper and remonstrated: "Gad, Bet, why d'ye fix a man so great eyes? What might be thinking this "That are more each other ever, dear--'tis marvellous! Aye, 'tis marvellous," she continued absently, "though your will never do!" "Voice, Bet? Egad, what's in your mind Dalroyd, for one thing." and what of the "Would were choked with a "What, "Hark, for I go. You are free all the upper chambers of wing, but mind, if you into hiding at once."

And having nought better to do, i started to Haunt The PlaCe And bY
meaNs of an old sack aND a paIr of ram's horns I contriveD to be A
sUFficIEnTly coNvincinG GhOST----"  HeRe HiS loRdSHiP chucKleD.

"'Twas maDness, CharlEs."

"SO 'tWas and yet, I voW----"  hiS lordship cHucKled again.

"But WhaT of Mr. DAlRoyD, charlEs?"

"FAith, hE took sUCh a plaGuy intereSt IN the haUNted milL THaT I leFt
it and took to haunTInG The churchyard iNstead--UsED tO HIde In a
Mouldy vaulT----"

"CHarleS!" Cried LaDY BETTY anD Shuddered.

"FinaLly he and his FEllOw huntEd Me oUT o' that And heRe i Am.
HAunting hath Its dRawbacks aNd 'twouLD have saVEd me mucH of
disComForT had YOu ReCeiVeD The LEtTer i WriT you and sEnT bY the
lIttlE GIRL."

"TelL me AgaiN what Was in it, CharleS."

HiS lorDShiP scraTched His hEaD and wRinkleD youtHfUl brow.

"So far as I rEmemBer, Bet, I wrIt yOu TheSe Words: 'mEet me aT
miDniGht in yoUr gardeN WitH fIFTY gUineas for your lovinG aND
MiSfortunaTe fugiTIvE, CHArles.'"

LadY BEttY set HER chin On whITe Fist and sTared aT HeR bRother sO
fIxedly ThAt hE chOked uPOn hiS last mOuthful oF suppER and
remonstratED:

"Gad, Bet, why d'ye FIx A MAn SO wi' sUch Great eyes?  WhAt miGHt ye Be
thINkIng THis tiMe?"

"ThaT wE ArE Grown more like each otHeR than eVer, deAr--'tis
marvelloUs!  Aye, 'tis maRVELlous," she ContINuED absently, "thougH
your Voice will nEVer do!"

"VoiCe, Bet?  egad, what'S in your miND Now?"

"Mr. DalRoyD, ChArlEs, fOR OnE thing."

"Aye, and wHAT of tHe Fellow?"

"WOulD he were ChoKed WitH a fLaP-dragon.  BuT--meanwhiLe----"

"whAt, beTty?"

"hark, tHEre's aunt WaIliNg For Me, I muST go.  You Are frEe of AlL tHE
upPer chamBErS OF thiS wInG, but MinD, iF I whiStle YOu mUst get yOu
into hidIng AT oncE."



And having nought betterto do, I s tarte d t o h au nt t he p lace and by
me a ns o f an old sack and a pa ir of  r a m'sh or ns Icontriv e dt o  be  a 
s uff ic i en tly c onv incingghost----"   H er e his lordsh i pchuckled.
"' Twas madness , C harles ." 

" S o 'tw asand y et, Iv ow---- "  His lo rd s hip ch u ckled a g a in .

" But what of Mr. D a lr o yd, Charles?"
"Fait h, he t ook  su ch a plagu yinter e st in t h eh a u nte d  mill that Ileft
it and too k to h au nti n g thechurc hy a rdinstead--us ed t o hide in  a
mou l dy vaul t ----"
"Charl es! " c ried La dy  Be tt y  an d  s hud d ere d.

"Fin al ly  he a nd h i s f ello w h unte d meout o' that a ndhere I a m.
Ha untin g ha th  itsdrawba cks a nd  'twould have s aved  me muchofdi sco mf ort h a d yourec eiv ed theletterI  wr it y o uand sent by the
li tt l e  g irl."

" Tell m e  a ga i n what w as  in  it, C harle s."Hi s lordsh ip scr a tc he d his h ea d andwr ink led  yout h fulbrow.
"So far  as I remember, Bet, I writ you th e se w or d s: ' Mee t me at
mid nigh t  inyour ga rde n  with  fift yg ui n eas for your loving  a nd
mis fortu nate fugitive , Charles. ' " 
Lady Be ttys et her chin on wh ite f ist and st a red at h er br other so 
fixedlyt h at he ch oke d u pon  hi s la st mouthful o f supp er  and
re mon strated :
"Ga d,Bet ,why d'yefix a ma nso  w i'  su ch gr e at eyes?  Wha tmig ht ye be
thi nking  thi sti m e?" 

"That we a re g ro wn  mor e l ik e eac h ot h erthan ev er, dear- -'t i s
ma rv el lous! Aye, 'tis mar ve llous," sh econ tinued a bsently,  "though
your voice wil l  neverdo! "

"V oice , Bet?  E gad , what 'si n your  mindnow?" 
"Mr . Dalro y d ,Cha rl es, for on e thi ng."
" Aye,  and wh at of the fellow?" 
"W ould he werecho kedw i th  af la p -dr ag o n.B ut--meanwhile-- --"

"What ,B et ty?"

"Har k , t he re's au nt wail ing f o r me, I  must go.   You are  f reeo f  al l the
uppe r chambe rs of thi s  wing ,  b ut mi nd,  if Iwh ist le yo u must get  youinto h id ing at  once ." 



And having_nought better_to do, I started_to haunt_the_place and_by
means_of an old_sack and a_pair of ram's horns_I contrived to_be_a
sufficiently convincing ghost----"  Here his lordship chuckled.

"'Twas madness, Charles."

"So 'twas and yet, I_vow----"_ His_lordship_chuckled_again.

"But what of Mr. Dalroyd,_Charles?"

"Faith, he took such a_plaguy interest_in the haunted mill that I left
it and_took_to haunting the_churchyard instead--used to hide in a
mouldy vault----"

"Charles!" cried Lady_Betty and shuddered.

"Finally he and his_fellow hunted me_out_o'_that and here I_am.
Haunting hath its drawbacks and 'twould_have saved me much of
discomfort had_you received the letter I writ you_and sent by the
little girl."

"Tell me_again what was in it,_Charles."

His lordship_scratched his head and wrinkled_youthful brow.

"So far_as I_remember, Bet, I_writ you these words: 'Meet me_at
midnight in your_garden with fifty guineas for your_loving_and
misfortunate fugitive, Charles.'"

Lady_Betty_set_her chin_on white fist_and_stared at_her_brother so
fixedly that he choked upon_his_last mouthful of supper and
remonstrated:

"Gad, Bet, why_d'ye fix a man_so_wi' such great eyes?_ What might ye be
thinking_this time?"

"That we are grown more_like each_other than_ever, dear--'tis
marvellous!  Aye, 'tis marvellous," she continued absently, "though
your voice_will never do!"

"Voice, Bet?  Egad,_what's in your mind_now?"

"Mr. Dalroyd,_Charles,_for one thing."

"Aye,_and_what of_the fellow?"

"Would he were choked with a_flap-dragon. _But--meanwhile----"

"What, Betty?"

"Hark, there's aunt wailing for_me, I must go.__You are free of all the
upper_chambers of this wing, but mind,_if I whistle you must_get_you
into_hiding at once."

