“What makes you think the house is haunted?”
“Plenty of things.”
“Please mention a few. I’m a lawyer, you know, and demand the proofs.”
“I’ve seen a curious light hovering over the roof of the house of nights.”
“Did your husband see it also?”
“Yes, he did see it, night before last. He wouldn’t believe till he see it. I’ve seen it seven or eight times myself.”
“What was it like?”
“Oh, Lordy, I’m sure I can’t tell exactly what it was like, when I never saw any thing of the kind before; I suppose it’s like them dead-lights that’s been seen over graves. It’s more like a bright shadow than an actual light—you can see through it like air. It wanders about the roof, then stops over one particular place. It would make your flesh creep to see it, sir!”
“I would like, above all things, to try it. Do you suppose, if we went out now, we should have the opportunity?”
“It’s too early; leastways, I’ve never seen it so early in the evenin’. The first time, my baby was sick, and I got up in the night to get him some drops, and as I looked out the window, there was the thing shinin’.”