"You will be quite safe here.

Our work lies outside, and we must get back.

George will come to you as soon as the way is clear.

God be with you!" "You are quite sure there are no ghosts about, Uncle George ?" asked Carette in a half-scared whisper, for she was still a devout believer in all such things.
"I've never seen the ghost of one," said Uncle George, with a laugh.

"Here, Phil! Take this!" and he handed me from his pocket an old flint-lock pistol, of which I knew he had a pair.