It is in the path again.

Now it is gone." He shuddered.

"Now, if I dare venture, the mystery is solved." He rose cautiously, close against the cabin, and peered along the path.
The figure of a man, a presence if not a body--but whether clad in some white stuff or naked the darkness would not allow him to determine--had turned, and now, with a seeming painful gait, moved slowly from him.
"Great Heaven! can it be that the dead do walk ?" He withdrew again the hands which had gone to his eyes.

The dreadful object passed between two pillars and under the house.

He listened.