Harry laughed.
"The one at the end of the passage upstairs. Shall I tell them to move your things there?"
"That is true hospitality," said Geoffrey; "but I won't bother you. Do either of them walk?"
"Francis does. So if you meet that gentleman about, and find he is unsubstantial, you will know that you have seen a ghost."
"And if substantial, it will only be your uncle."
"Exactly; so you needn't faint immediately."
Geoffrey got up and examined the picture with more attention.
"If your uncle is like that," he said, "I'm not so sure that I wouldn't sooner meet the ghost."
"I'm afraid it is too late to put him off now," said Harry; "and, unless there is a railway accident, you will certainly meet him at dinner. But I don't understand your objection to my poor old ancestor's portrait. I have always wondered that such an awful old wretch could be made to look so charming."
"There is hell in his eyes!" said Geoffrey.