“Follows him?” said Ned, aghast with horror.
“Yes, follows him; at certain times and on particular occasions they are visible to him, and to others also. I saw them once.”
“You?”
“Yes; but I never want to look at them any more,” said Captain Jack, shrugging up his shoulders, “for it is a most awful sight.”
“When did this happen?”
“The very night he, and I, and old Bates were secreted in the library at Darlington Hall.”
“Aye, true,” said old Bates, with chattering teeth, “and when they walked on to the table right afore us, with their gory tops and stumps, an awful voice was heard; but I was too horror-struck to remember what was said.”
“But I did though,” said Jack.
“And what were the words,” said Ned and Bob Bertram, both at once.
“Why, the legs walked across the table, and stood right before Phil Redgill, and some awful voice said,