"Thomas says, sir, she see a ghost!"
"A what?"
"A ghost, sir; that's what Thomas says," replied the man, with a grin; "and she's gone off into fainting-fits, and would you return at once, he says. The sleigh is at the door."
"Tell him I will be there immediately."
He turned to Rose, smiling at her blank face.
"What shall I do with you, Mademoiselle? To whom shall I consign you? I must make my adieus to Mrs. Ponsonby and depart."
Rose grasped his arm, and held it tight, her bewildered eyes fixed on his face.
"Seen a ghost!" she repeated blankly. "That is twice! Doctor Frank, is Danton Hall haunted?"
"Yes; haunted by the spirit of mischief in the shape of Rose Danton, nothing worse."
"But this is the second time. There was old Margery, and now Agnes Darling. There must be something in it!"