And again did the servants go to the door.
They opened it, and looked out into the street.
But no one was there.
“This seems strange,” said one to another, in a whisper.
“I have seen and heard stranger things than that in this house,” was the answer. “I believe the place is haunted.”
While thus they conversed together with open door,
The heavy sounds of footsteps were heard entering the hall.
The two servants turned their heads.
It was the gory legs of Farmer Bertrand they saw.
With a loud shout, and looks of horror on their faces, the terrified domestics rushed upstairs in dread alarm.