Sam's Ghost - Deep Waters, Part 4. by W. W. Jacobs
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'im as though he was afraid of being follered, and speaking in a whisper
as if 'e was afraid of being heard. He wasn't a man I liked, and I was glad that the watch and chain was stowed safe away in my trowsis-pocket. "I've 'ad a shock, watchman," he ses. "Oh!" I ses. "A shock wot's shook me all up," he ses, working up a shiver. "I've seen something wot I thought people never could see, and wot I never want to see agin. I've seen Sam!" I thought a bit afore I spoke. "Why, I thought he was drownded," I ses. "So 'e is," ses Joe. "When I say I've seen 'im I mean that I 'ave seen his ghost!" He began to shiver agin, all over. "Wot was it like?" I ses, very calm. "Like Sam," he ses, rather short. "When was it?" I ses. "Last night at a quarter to twelve," he ses. "It was standing at my front door waiting for me." "And 'ave you been shivering like that ever since?" I ses. |
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