The bed was made up neatly, everything in the room was in its place, but the strange being who had called himself "Brother Man" was gone.
Philip exclaimed, and his wife came in.
"So our queer guest has flown! He must have been very still about it; I heard no noise.

Where do you suppose he is?
And who do you suppose he is ?" "Are you sure there ever was such a person, Philip?
Don't you think you dreamed all that about the 'Brother Man' ?" Mrs.Strong had not quite forgiven Philip for his sceptical questioning of the reality of the man with the lantern who had driven the knife into the desk.
"Yes, it's your turn now, Sarah.

Well, if our Brother Man was a dream he was the most curious dream this family ever had.

And if he was crazy he was the most remarkable insane person I ever saw." "Of course he was crazy.

All that he said about our living so extravagantly." "Do you think he was crazy in that particular ?" asked Philip, in a strange voice.