She burst out laughing.
As though anyone who had known him could forget "Benny."
CHAPTER IV
THE MAN WHO KNEW
"Oh," she exclaimed, recovering herself, though her heart still drummed the echoes of a panic, "oh, I thought you were the ghost."
Benjamin Benson was immensely tickled.
"I've been taken for many things in my life," he said, "but never for a ghost. I wonder if it would be nice to be that? We always think of it from the mortal point of view. We never ask if the ghost has a good time—and yet I don't see why he shouldn't. There might be sociable ghosts—now don't you think so, Mrs. Kennaird?"
She did not feel disposed to argue it.
"They tell me the peasants have seen a great bird in the sky. Everyone up at Vermala is looking for it. Of course they will not find it. I am not a least bit superstitious, but I must say that the idea of a great bird pleases me—even if it's untrue."
"Then you are quite sure it is untrue, Mrs. Kennaird?"