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id: 14168
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  This is the cov''nant that I make: From henceforth nevermore Will I again the world destroy With water, as before.


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id: 14471
title: The Empty House and Other Ghost Stories
author: Blackwood, Algernon
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  dropped his arm for a moment and said in a whisper, stepping close in time he noticed that a certain odd change had come over her face, a had left hardly ten seconds before came the sound of doors quietly With trembling hands Shorthouse opened the front door, and they walked itself felt in the room, and caused me to get up to close the glass door lake, when I looked round for the last time, and saw the big bark canoe room, and the draught closed the door slowly in his face as if there room the sounds had entirely ceased, and Shorthouse soon crept into bed, Marriott, standing by the open door, book in hand, thought every moment had no other door--came the sound of deep, long-drawn breathing, the heard the breathing, and went cautiously up to the door to look round. Shorthouse looked him straight in the eye and said nothing.


id: 20387
title: A Thin Ghost and Others
author: James, M. R. (Montague Rhodes)
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  like it, after all," said Mary, some minutes later. fine morning," said her uncle, as he closed the door. and I''ll take you there.'' ''No time like the present,'' I said at once, ''Mrs. Maple,'' he said, and Mary ran off--no one, I am sure, steps like "''Have you the keys of these things, Mrs. Maple?'' said Uncle Oldys. been thinking of.'' ''Saul was the name,'' said Uncle Oldys. grass at his heels: and one night him to come right up to old Mr. Simpkins''s window that gives on the yard and press his face up against you the opportunity to see what it looks like at night time. A thing like a man, all over hair, and two great eyes to it?'' "I don''t know," he said, "if you think with me, sir; but every think it,'' he said, and he shook himself like a man who is displeased


id: 31019
title: Four Ghost Stories
author: Molesworth, Mrs.
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  "For some days, as I said, I could not help thinking a good deal of the usual time?" said young Mrs. Medway to her old friend Major Graham, as "Come in," she said, though the tap hardly sounded like that of her "And in one blessed thought," said the poor girl--for she was little "I don''t think I know the GrÃ¼nstein china," I said. "It is the only one left," she said; "but I think--oh yes, I feel "It is evident," I said to Frau von Walden, "that the good-looking "Mamma," said Nora gravely, "it makes me sorry for poor people. down--it was a long time, I think--till you and Reggie came at last. fairly out of the place;" and though she said little, I felt sure the "Still, if I _did_ come across the young man, I half think I would tell he said no more, and even pretty, spoilt Mrs. Snowdon looked a little


id: 14168
title: Widdershins
author: Onions, Oliver
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  For six months Oleron had passed the old place twice a day or oftener, on "Sorry you catch me like this, Elsie," he said, with a little to take her place his mind was a blank; but one thing at a time; a man "It would be a long way to come if you happened not to be in," she said; "I''m thinking of going away for a little while, Elsie," he said. vicar said, was old--but there needed no vicar to tell Oleron that; it Yes, that was the Law of Bligh''s life, to call things the Hand of God; "If you think I''m going to be told to do things like this--" I began. little thing, just friendly you know, who used to come to me sometimes in Romarin a little; he had hardly looked to see certain things so between us--when Rangon suddenly looked at his watch and said it was time


id: 10659
title: Three More John Silence Stories
author: Blackwood, Algernon
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  heard the Brothers'' voices talking of the things beyond this life as For one brief second there passed into the man''s eyes a look that made said the musician suggestively, looking across at a man whom Harris had Harris feeling his way like a man in a dream. went up to his room, thinking in a hazy, dream-like way of the words "The Little People lit the fire for me," cried Maloney, looking natural "And as for you, Joan," went on the happy man, "you look like the spirit A desire to ask questions was stopped in me by a swift glance from Dr. Silence, and I suddenly understood in some vague way that they were moment he moved off to his tent, Maloney looked up at me and began to He paused a moment and looked into Maloney''s eyes. "First--the women''s tent," he said low, looking sharply at Maloney, "and


id: 9629
title: Ghost Stories of an Antiquary Part 2: More Ghost Stories
author: James, M. R. (Montague Rhodes)
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  things like that: and then I came away: but he wasn''t looking a bit and," he said, looking round and whispering as if he hardly liked to hear said, ''you know about old things; tell me what that is.'' My friend opened ''George,'' said Mrs Anstruther, ''I think you had better take the car to sorry to disappoint you, sir,'' said the young man, ''but the book is out.'' good girl," he said after a time,--"you wait, and I''ll tell you as much said the man, ''when I see Squire Eldred setting reading in his book, and On the way home the Secretary''s wife said, ''I do hope that horrible man ''Do you know this part of the country at all, Mr Humphreys?'' said Mrs evenings--looking over papers and books and so on--for some time to come, ''Are you a great gardener, Miss Cooper?'' said Mr Humphreys.


id: 8486
title: Ghost Stories of an Antiquary
author: James, M. R. (Montague Rhodes)
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summary:
  ''Good heavens!'' said the little man, whom the suggestion seemed to throw ''My good man!'' he said again and again, ''your book is worth far more than An evening light shone on the building, making the window-panes glow like ''I''m twelve years old next birthday, sir,'' said Stephen. ''I''ll tell you what,'' said Williams: ''I''ll take the picture across to old looked at it from the park, you saw on the right a great old ash-tree windows of the building, when Sir Matthew stopped and said: ''Well, Sir Richard,'' she said, ''you know that there is but the one room Sir Richard turned round and saw a man in black in the doorway, who the house, the Bishop said, pointing to the window of the West Room: ''My room has three windows in the daytime,'' said Anderson with ''Do you call having an extra bed in your room roughing it, Parkins?'' said


id: 10624
title: Three John Silence Stories
author: Blackwood, Algernon
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  "I don''t know what you mean by his ''psychical region,''" said the doctor, Dr. Silence opened his eyes for a second and looked at her. Smoke, coming a little later, pretending he came by chance, looked from window, and lay watching the room with wide-open eyes, in which lurked For the first time that night John Silence hesitated; the thought of firelight he looked like a great yellow-haired wolf, silent, eyes John Silence, who heard him speak of his experience more than once, said "Like a cat, you said?" interrupted John Silence, quickly catching him "But when she looked at me, you know," said Vezin, with that little "I think, Colonel Wragge," replied John Silence impressively, "that we "Haunted House of Life more likely," he replied, and a look came into and the Colonel and Dr. Silence came down three steps at a time, leaving


id: 36638
title: A Book of Ghosts
author: Baring-Gould, S. (Sabine)
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  "I refer to the eyes of his soul," said the old lady sternly. "By the way," said her aunt next day, "I have taken tickets for When she came into the breakfast-room, Lady Lacy said-school-table, then looked at her finger, found it black, and said, "Oh, Then said the young man, as he came forward leading the girl: "Mother, see a girl come this way?'' And she said, short-like: ''No.''" "My dear Joe," said the old lady, "you have done wrong and made a great He went into the room beyond, looked round it, returned, and said: "You "Look for yourself," said he, and he led me into the little room. lady, and said to her: ''Well, miss, I fear it will be a long time before "Joe," she said, "poor little man, how old are you?" "Look here, my man!" said I.


id: 40321
title: Grim Tales
author: Nesbit, E. (Edith)
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  turn as I entered, saw the love in her dear eyes; when I threw myself at that the picture was a thing we should like to look on through the long looked like a ghost, and in he went with his eyes straight before him, "I looked again at the face, the lips, the eyes of my dear and lovely open door impelled him to look through the house before he went away "I know," he said; "I saw a green scarf on a chair, and some long brown "Believe me," she said, coming still nearer to me, and laying her hands She turned away without a word, went into our room, and shut the door. Day and night I almost saw her face--almost heard her voice. came back even from the dead to me who loved her, I shall never know; night and of our happy love; and came away at last with a sense that


id: 44581
author: Swain, E. G. (Edmund Gill)
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  The soil was quite dry, and the surface even a little frozen, so Mr. Batchel left the path, walked up to the spade, and would have drawn it "What time?" said Mr. Batchel, whose function it was to act as a sort "And you saw Mr. Richpin in Frenchman''s Meadow?" said Mr. Batchel. "Richpin has been at home every night, and all night long," said Mr. Batchel. "Have you had no one to-day?" said Mr. Batchel, coming to the point. They laid the bones decently in an outhouse, and turned the key, Mr. Batchel carried home in his hand a metal cross, threaded upon a cord. slight indentures along the torn edge fell into their place, and Mr. Batchel left the leaf in the book, to the great delight of the old property, and gave to the rooms, as Mr. Batchel said, the appearance of "Look here, Batchel," said Mr. Wardle as he left,

title:
  The Stoneground Ghost Tales Compiled from the recollections of the Reverend Roland Batchel, Vicar of the parish.


id: 45964
title: Day and Night Stories
author: Blackwood, Algernon
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  eyes filled suddenly with tears; she looked into his face and nodded. years had crumbled to a little thing, and at thirty-five he felt turned back into the room; and at that instant a low sound like a The great hand swept with tenderness each face, lingered a moment on Binovitch, his arms wide, his bird-like face thrust forward, had Behind him came a great thing down the air, Whenever his face came into my mind I began to think. liked me and would tell me things later, all in his own good time. "It''s all right," said Arthur; "just keep an open mind and a heart great shock of hair, looking more like a column of light than a human voice like running wind and water, "and I found eternal life. street, I just took Arthur''s hand and shook it and said good-night and


