The wind boomed and moaned, and the sun breaking through the clouds lit up the walls with a wild yellow light.
Suddenly Pauline drew away from his arms.
"Shadows went by the window," she cried. "Guy, I feel afraid. I feel afraid. There's a footstep."
She was lily-white whose cheeks had but now been burning so fiercely.
"Nonsense," he replied, half roughly. "It was that burst of sunshine."
"Guy, there were shadows. Hark!"
She nearly screamed, because footsteps were going down the stairs of the empty house.
"It must have been the caretaker," said Guy.
"I saw a white person. Guy, never, never let us come here again."
"You don't seriously think you saw a ghost?" he asked.