It is only an ordinary head--mine.

I have no business to play bridge.
Why not, occasionally, a cheerful Ghost.
But to return to our ghosts.

These four gentlemen must now and again, during their earthly existence, have sat down to a merry game of cards.
There must have been evenings when nobody was stabbed.

Why choose an unpleasant occasion to harp exclusively upon it?
Why do ghosts never give a cheerful show?
The lady who was poisoned! there must have been other evenings in her life.

Why does she not show us "The first meeting": when he gave her the violets and said they were like her eyes?
He wasn't always poisoning her.