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pst.000015429933	Ingoldsby, Thomas	The Ingoldsby legends; or, Mirth and marvels by Richard Harris Barham [Thomas Ingoldsby, Esquire].	1840		.txt	text/plain	163176	13913	91	"There was no fun' in looking at old houses !" Mrs. Simpkinson preferred a short séjour in the still-room with Mrs. Botherby, who had promised to initiate her in that grand arcanum, the transmutation of gooseberry jam into Guava jelly. "I've seen a howl," said Mr. Peters; " there's one in the Sohological Gardens, -a little hook-nosed chap in a wig, -only "Well, after taking a turn or two about the room, and looking round him with a wistful air, he came to the bed's foot, "Ghost-time's come !" said Ingoldsby, taking from his waistcoat pocket a watch like a gold half-crown, and consulting it "Good-night, sir!" said Mrs. Botherby. Because, as we are told-a sad old joke, tooGhosts, like the ladies, "never speak till spoke to." scarcely above high-water mark, stood, in the good old times, a	./cache/pst.000015429933.pdf	./txt/pst.000015429933.txt