"Yes. I remember the real one very well."
"How well the grounds look. I am anxious to get in. You have visited it, of course."
"Yes, I have. I must say to you, Mr. Gorham, I had to laugh to see some o' the stuff they've put in a glass case over there. I've got some things in my attic in Pearfield they could have had and welcome."
"Perhaps they would have been glad of them," remarked Page.
Miss Berry laughed. "I never thought before o' puttin' Aunt Jerushy's old calash under glass for a show," she said. "It would 'a' looked simple to me; but there's papers in one o' the downstairs rooms that are interestin'. There's no doubt about it. It does make a body's blood boil to see the old superstitions down in black and white, and think o' the past sufferin's of innocent folks. There's one paper there makin' out a case against some poor critter for havin' dealin's with the devil, 'way back in Salem times."
"I want to see everything in that house," returned Gorham, with anticipatory relish.
"Well, give an account of yourself," said Miss Berry, after a moment's silence. "Have you been to Mrs. Van Tassel's?"
"No, not yet."
"But you are comin', ain't you?"
"To call, certainly."