‘This is another!—How many of these spirits there have been to-night!’
‘No spirit, master. No one but your old servant. You know me now, I am sure? Miss Nell—where is she—where is she?’
‘They all say that!’ cried the old man. ‘They all ask the same question. A spirit!’
‘Where is she?’ demanded Kit. ‘Oh tell me but that,—but that, dear master!’
‘She is asleep—yonder—in there.’
‘Thank God!’
‘Aye! Thank God!’ returned the old man. ‘I have prayed to Him, many, and many, and many a livelong night, when she has been asleep, He knows. Hark! Did she call?’
‘I heard no voice.’
‘You did. You hear her now. Do you tell me that you don’t hear that?’
He started up, and listened again.