And take this with you, man whom I renounce.
From this day henceforth you shall live with those whom I displace.
Without forgetting me, 't will be your lot to walk through life as if we had not met.

But first you shall survey these scenes that henceforth must be yours.

At one to-night, prepare to meet the phantom I have raised.

Farewell!" The sound of its voice seemed to fade away with the dying wind, and the Haunted Man was alone.

But the firelight flickered gayly, and the light danced on the walls, making grotesque figures of the furniture.
"Ha, ha!" said the Haunted Man, rubbing his hands gleefully; "now for a whiskey punch and a cigar.".