Doctor Frank took another position on the window-sill, and leaned forward, saying with a lowered voice:
"And how does the ghost get on, Agnes? Has it made its appearance since?"
Agnes Darling dropped her work, and looked up at him, with clasped hands.
"Doctor Danton, I have seen him!"
"Whom? The ghost?"
"No ghost; but my husband. It was Harry as plainly as ever I saw him."
She spoke in a voice of intense agitation; but the young Doctor listened with perfect coolness.
"How was it, Agnes? Where did you see him?"
"Walking in the tamarack avenue, one moonlight night, about a week ago, with Miss Danton."
"And you are positive it was your husband?"