This was strange.
He then went to the kitchen, accompanied by Susan Trott, who, although shivering like an aspen tree, had just sufficient strength of mind to find a lucifer and light her candle.
By the light of this candle Captain Buncombe examined the kitchen.
On the hearth, at his feet, he saw something gleaming in the uncertain light. He stooped to pick up this object, and found that it was a curious gold coin—a foreign coin, bent in a peculiar manner.
This was even yet more strange.
The captain put the coin in his pocket.
"I'll take good care of this, my girl," he said. "It isn't often a ghost leaves anything behind him."
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