I then found that, whether caused by the cedar bough, or by the nailed boots of the mason, I cannot say, but the lead of the valley between the roofs was torn, and water came in, streaming down the walls, and threatening to severely damage the ceilings. I had to send for a plumber as soon as the weather mended. At the same time I started for town to see Mr. Framett. I had made up my mind that Fernwood was not suitable, and by the terms of my agreement I might be off my bargain if I gave notice the first month, and then my tenancy would be for the six months only. I found the squire at his club.
"Ah!" said he, "I told you not to go there in November. No one likes Fernwood in November; it is all right at other times."
"What do you mean?"
"There is no bother except in November."
"Why should there be bother, as you term it, then?"
Mr. Framett shrugged his shoulders. "How the deuce can I tell you? I've never been a spirit, and all that sort of thing. Mme. Blavatsky might possibly tell you. I can't. But it is a fact."
"What is a fact?"
"Why, that there is no apparition at any other time It is only in November, when she met with a little misfortune. That is when she is seen."
"Who is seen?"
"My aunt Eliza—I mean my great-aunt."