The Luck of Roaring Camp and Other Tales

said the phantom

na haughtily, as she recovered her cou

destiny which, pursuing you, led you to poison your sister and drown your lady's maid. I know

the Lady Se

ill hau

id Selina, drawing her supe

of others. The horse-pond is frequented by the spirit of your maid, and your murdered sister walks these corridors. To be plain, there is no room at Sloperton Grange for another ghost. I cannot have them in

d; the lighted candle fell

ately; "never!" and fel