Fennel and Rue by William Dean Howells
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"Not too elaborate to hide your real opinion. I wonder what you do think of my own elaboration--I mean of my scheme." "Yes?" They had moved on, at his turning to walk with her, so as not to keep her standing in the snow, and now she said, looking over her shoulder at him, "I've decided that it won't do to let the ghost have all the glory. I don't think it will be fair to let the people merely be scared, even when they've been warned that they're to see a ghost and told it isn't real." She seemed to refer the point to him, and he said, provisionally, "I don't know what more they can ask." "They can ask questions. I'm going to let each person speak to the ghost, if not scared dumb, and ask it just what they please; and I'm going to answer their questions if I can." "Won't it be something of an intellectual strain?" "Yes, it will. But it will be fun, too, a little, and it will help the thing to go off. What do you think?" "I think it's fine. Are you going to give it out, so that they can be studying up their questions?" "No, their questions have got to be impromptu. Or, at least, the first one has. Of course, after the scheme has once been given away, the ghost-seers will be more or less prepared, and the ghost will have to |
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