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20034	O'Donnell, Elliott	Scottish Ghost Stories			.txt	text/plain	47771	2388	77	white hair, bright, blue eyes, straight, delicate features, and hands, Old White House" from Monday evening till the following Thursday. the abysmal cellars of the house, came the sound of digging--faint, a haunted house in Edinburgh, a case which she felt sure would arouse Generally at night-time there are sounds one likes to assure her mother's room, Mrs. Gordon being away on a visit to Lady Voss, who till early morning--I had long yearned to spend a night in the open, knowing which way to look or turn, I suddenly saw drop from the ash, great oak doors opened and shut of their own accord at night with loud the floor (with what sounded like a long lace train) and breathing the house but to come up to her room, and half frighten her to death. met her for the first time last year at the house of my old friend,	./cache/20034.txt	./txt/20034.txt