"Was that before or after he gave you the thousand pounds?"
"Before--some months before. But now-poor Davenport is no more, and cannot be hurt by any one. And Fahey is dead, and can hurt no one, though foolish old women frighten themselves with the thought that they have seen his ghost. Did you know this Fahey?"
She shuddered. This was the first sign of feeling she showed. What it sprang from he could not guess.
"I did," she answered, unsteadily.
"And you believe this story about the ghost?"
"No."
"What then?"
"That"--with another shudder--"he is alive."
"Alive, Marion--alive! You are overexcited. You are talking nonsense. Go and lie down. You are worn out."
"I am. I feel my head whirling round. Leave me."