“Charley Clancy!”
He turns as if a shot had struck him. He sees a man standing within six paces of the spot.
“Sime Woodsy!”
Chapter Thirty Six.
“She is true—still true!”
The men who thus mutually pronounce each other’s names are they who bear them. For it is, in truth, Charles Clancy who stands by the grave, and Simeon Woodley who has saluted him.
The surprise is all upon the side of Sime, and something more. He beholds a man all supposed to be dead, apparently returned from the tomb! Sees him in a place appropriate to resurrection, in the centre of a burying-ground, by the side of a recently made grave!
The backwoodsman is not above believing in spiritual existences, and for an instant he is under a spell of the supernatural.