HARRY. Is there a stone?
MRS. OTERY. Yes.
HARRY. Does it say her age?
MRS. OTERY. No.
HARRY. Is that holy spot well taken care of?
MRS. OTERY. You can see for yourself.
HARRY. I will see for myself. And so it is her ghost that haunts this house?
(She makes no answer. He struggles with himself.)
There is no such thing as ghosts. And yet— Is it true about folk having lived in this house and left in a hurry?
MRS. OTERY. It’s true.