“There’s very few bells hereabouts,” said Caleb.
“There’s no hereabouts for spooks,” said the other. “We can hear any distance you like.”
“But what good are you at all?” said Caleb.
“Good!” said the spook. “Don’t we secure proper respect for Churches, especially after dark? A Church would be like any other place if it wasn’t for us. You must know that.”
“Well, then,” said Caleb, “you’re no good here. This Church is all right. What will you give me to let you out?”
“Can you do it?” asked the spook.
“What will you give me?” said Caleb.
“I’ll say a good word for you amongst the spooks,” said the other.
“What good will that do me?” said Caleb.
“A good word never did anybody any harm yet,” answered the spook.