I shook my head as implying a negative.
"Permit me, then, to speak a little seriously to you before you go.

You are in a highly nervous state.

I feel sure from what is apparent in your look and manner, however well controlled, that whilst alone this evening in that dismal, perishing sepulchral garret--that dungeon under the leads, smelling of damp and mould, rank with phthisis and catarrh: a place you never ought to enter--that you saw, or _thought_ you saw, some appearance peculiarly calculated to impress the imagination.

I know that you _are_ not, nor ever were, subject to material terrors, fears of robbers, &c .-- I am not so sure that a visitation, bearing a spectral character, would not shake your very mind.

Be calm now.