commission!' So he went."

"And what became of him?"

"I've neither seen nor heard of him to this day!"

He ceased with the cadence of an ended story.

"Is that all?"

"You spoke of an adventure of your own!"

"I was flattering myself," said Lufa, "that in our house Mr. Colman was
at last to hear a ghost story from the man's own lips!"

"The sun is coming out!" said Sefton. "I will have a cigar at the
stables."

The company protested, but he turned a deaf ear to expostulation, and
went.




CHAPTER XIX.


THE BODILESS.

In the drawing-room after dinner, some of the ladies gathered about him,