Your aunt monopolizes the park, and, I must be allowed to state, not unfrequently trespasses upon the grounds of others.

The horse-pond is frequented by the spirit of your maid, and your murdered sister walks these corridors.

To be plain, there is no room at Sloperton Grange for another ghost.

I cannot have them in my room,--for you know I don't like children.

Think of this, rash girl, and forbear! Would you, Selina," said the phantom, mournfully,--"would you force your great-grandfather's spirit to take lodgings elsewhere ?" Lady Selina's hand trembled; the lighted candle fell from her nerveless fingers.
"No," she cried passionately; "never!" and fell fainting to the floor..