"See him, Mr. Bangs?" she repeated.

"Yes, I see him. Who is he?"

"Don't you know? No, course you don't; why should you? He's Cap'n Jethro
Hallett, keeps the lighthouse, he does--him and Lulie and Zach."

"Oh, he is the light keeper, is he? What has he got his head tied up
for?"

"Hey? HEAD tied up?"

"Why, yes. Isn't there something gray--a--ah--scarf or something tied
about his head? I think I see it flutter in the wind."

"That? That ain't no scarf, them's his whiskers. He wears 'em long and
they blow consider'ble. Say, what do you think?" Primmie leaned forward
and whispered mysteriously. "He sees his wife."

Galusha turned to look at her. Her expression was a combination of awe
and excitement.

"I--I beg your pardon," he stammered, "but really I--What did you say he
did?"

"I said he sees his wife. Anyhow, he thinks he does. She comes to him
nights and stands alongside of his bed and they talk. Ain't that awful?"

Galusha took off his spectacles and rubbed them.