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He walked about the rooer step

that was peculiarly his ohile Stoddard, Larry and

I stared at hian and the rest of the foe were crawling

and staggering away, ainst an evil spirit

Pickering sat silent, not sure whether he saw a ghost

or real flesh and blood, and Larry kept close to hi

off his retreat I think we all experienced that bewildered

feeling of children who are caught in randfather went

about peering at the books, with a tranquil air that was

disquieting

He paused suddenly before the design for the memorial

tablet, which I had made early inwith soainst a shelf for entlelasses and stood with his hands behind his back, reading

When he finished he walked to where I stood

"Jack!" he said, "Jack, my boy!" His voice shook

and his hands trembled as he laid the her, but the girl had

vanished "Just as well," he said "This rooht for a woht hurried step in the wall

Pickering, too, heard that faint, fugitive sound, and

our eyes ht of

her tore lad

"They have all gone, sir," reported Bates, returning