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"I' out a second cup of tea, "I'm sure I

would sooner you should find my corpse than any one else, and aain, but really, Ancient--"

"Oh, it aren't the disapp'inth, I suppose, for an aged man like me--no, it aren't

that--it's findin' ye eatin' your breakfus'--just as if theer 'ad

'adn't been no storm--no, nor yet no devil, wi' 'orns an' a tail,

a-runnin' up an' down in the 'Oller 'ere, an' a-roarin' an'

a-bellerin', as John Pringle said, last night"

"Ah! and what else did John Pringle say?" I inquired, setting

down my cup

"Why, 'e come into 'The Bull' all wet an' wild-like, an' wi' 'is

two eyes a-stickin' out like gooseberries! 'E comes a-bustin'

into the 'tap'--an' never says a word till 'e's ehest Then--'By Goles!' says 'e,

lookin' round on us all, 'by Goles! I jest seen the ghost!'

'Ghost!' says all on us, sittin' up, ye may be sure, Peter

'Ay,' says John, lookin' over 'is shoulder, scared-like, 'seed

un wi' my two eyes, I did, an' what's innin' to look over our shoulders

likewise 'Wheer?' says John, 'wheer should I see un but in that