Carew shook his head.
"Not much, but I see the room is full of 'em!"
"Full of what?"
"Things, visions, phantasms!" said Jimmy, creepily. Williams looked around in alarm.
"You don't say so!"
"Yes," said Jimmy. "This influenza is awful! I could swear I see the marquis and Gordon and that ass Goby and De Vere!"
"Pull yourself together," said Williams. "They're here all right!"
"Are they real?" asked Jimmy. "They're not delusions?"
"Devil a bit!" said Williams.
"Oh," said Jimmy, "then I think I'll have some brandy. What are they doing here?"