15/23 They do say it's haunted; but I ain't never seed nothin'." "Haunted!" cried Hilda, drawing back still farther from the black opening. "By--by what, Bubble ?" "Cap'n's ghost!" replied the boy. "He used to go rooklin' round in there when he was alive, folks say, and some thinks his sperit haunts there now." "Oh, nonsense!" said Hildegarde, with a laugh which did not sound quite natural. "Of course you don't believe any such foolishness as that, Bubble. But what did the old--old gentleman--want there when he was alive? |