"Lucy, I have seen a ghost."
"A ghost?"
"As I live and breathe, I have seen a ghost. Oh, my God!"
"Tom!"
"This is the second time I have seen it. I have a premonition that the third time will mean death."
There came a knocking at the door. Lucy looked at me.
"It is Mr. Keeley back again. The servants have gone to bed. I will open and see."
It was not Keeley. It was a short, broadly-built man, with a bushy beard. Other men were with him, though I could only just see them standing in the shadow at the foot of the steps. The bearded man addressed himself to me--
"Are you Thomas Tennant?"
"That is my name."