You'll hear it yourself, sir, maybe to-night or to-morrow night." "You've heard it then, Middleton ?" his master asked.
"Why, surely, sir," the old man replied in surprise.

"Most weeks for the last ten years." "Haven't you ever got up and gone out to see what it was ?" The old man shook his head.
"But I knew right well what that was, sir," he said, "and I'm not one for looking on spirits.

Spirits there are that walk this world, as we well know, and the spirit of Roger Unthank walks from between the Black Wood and those windows, come every week of the year.

But I'm not for looking at him.

There's evil comes of that.