"I stood like a stone, and couldn't move. But when it looked at me, and when I 'eered its voice, and when I sor it moving up to me, I give a scream, and run away. But I fell down over the stump of a tree, and it caught 'old of me and lifted me up. Then it wrenched my face to the light, and poked it's 'ead for'ard, and I sor clearer than ever that it was Mr. Felix's ghost. I don't know 'ow I managed it, but I twisted myself away, and run as I'd never run in my life before till I got 'ere."
"Is that all, Sophy?"
"That's all I can tell yer. Ain't it enough?"
"If there is any truth in it, my girl, it is more than enough? You cannot say whether it followed you?"
"No, I never look behind. It was more than I dared do."
"You heard it speak, you say. What words did it utter?"
"It said, 'What the devil!'"
"Nothing more?"
"Nothink as I 'eerd."
She had told all she knew, and it was useless to question her farther upon the subject, so I put it aside for a moment, with the intention of talking it over with Bob when we were alone. But I had not yet done with Sophy; before I parted with her for the night I was desirous of obtaining fuller information of Dr. Peterssen's establishment than she had given Bob. She was perfectly willing to tell everything she knew, and seemed to be relieved to have her attention turned to other matters.