“Warned! By whom?”
“My brother has already told you, I think, that the male members of our family enjoy a singular privilege?”
“True,” I replied, shuddering, in spite of myself. “He spoke to me about apparitions.”
“Quite so. Well, then, my father appeared to me last night. That is why you find me so pallid. The sight of the dead pales the living!”
I gazed at him with astonishment, not unmixed with terror.
“You saw your father last night, you say?”
“Yes.”
“And he spoke to you?”
“He announced my death!”
“Oh, it was some terrible dream!”