"No."
"That's not much good for me, is it?"
"Is it the fact that they have not seen the ghost which strikes you as being bad for you?"
"Yes, O'Brien. You know something."
"No, I do not; but I hope to know. I have learned something. But still--wait."
CHAPTER XXVI.
[ON THE CLIFF.]
Next morning O'Hanlon went back by himself to Kilbarry. Jerry O'Brien made up his mind to stay a few days at Kilcash. His last words to the perturbed attorney were encouraging, reassuring. He would divulge nothing, nor indicate the nature of his hopes; but he told O'Hanlon in a confident manner that he might dismiss all thought of his brain being affected. "I now," he said, "verily believe you saw a ghost, the ghost of Mike Fahey, on the Black Rock within the past month. Will that satisfy you?"
O'Hanlon shook his head.
"I'm in the old fix still. I don't believe in ghosts; neither do you, I am sure. You are saying this merely to quiet my fears."