The boy laughed again:
"And I suppose, of course, he believed all you told him?"
The negro rolled his eyes solemnly to the ceiling and nodded his head:
"Dat he did, sah. When I fust told 'im dat I seed er ghost, he laft fit ter kill hissef——"
The boy nodded:
"I don't doubt it!"
"But mind ye," Andy solemnly continued, "when I tells him what kin' er ghost I seed, he nebber crack anudder smile. He nebber open his mouf ergin fer er whole day. An' dis here's what I come ter tell ye, honey——"
He paused and glanced over his shoulder as if momentarily fearing the major's appearance.
"I thought you'd been telling me?"
"Nasah, I ain't told ye nuttin' yit. When I say what kine er ghost I see—dat quare look come in his eye—de same look dat come dar yistiddy when I tells 'im dat Miss Helen wuz here."