I would sift a little deeper.

I immediately retraced my steps to the house, where meeting Tom, I asked him to let me have Simon Slowden and a couple of dogs, as I wanted to shoot a few rabbits.

This was easily arranged, and soon after Simon and I were together.

Away on the open moors there was no fear of eavesdroppers; no one could hear what we said.
"Simon," I said, after some time, "have you thought any more of the wonderful ghost that you saw last night ?" Instantly his face turned pale, and he shuddered as if in fear.

At any rate, the ghost was real to him.
"Yer honour," he said, "I don't feel as if I can talk about her.