"How's my friend Pegler this morning ?" "Pegler's quite all right! I'm the person who ought to have seen the ghost--but of course I neither saw nor heard anything." As they came through into the hall where the rest of the party were gathered together, Blanche heard Helen Brabazon exclaim: "This is a most wonderful old book, Mr.Varick! It gives such a curious account of a ghost who is supposed to haunt this house--the ghost of a most awfully wicked woman who killed her stepson by throwing him into the moat, and then drowned herself--" Mr.Tapster, who seldom contributed anything worth hearing to the conversation, suddenly remarked: "The ghost has been seen within the last two days by one of the servants here." "Who told you that ?" asked Varick sharply.
"My valet; I always hear all the news from him." Helen clapped her hands.

"How splendid!" she cried.

"That makes everything simply perfect!" She turned her eager, smiling face on Lionel Varick, "I've always longed to stay in a haunted house.

I wish the ghost would appear to me!" "Don't wish that, Miss Brabazon." It was Sir Lyon's quiet voice which uttered those five words very gravely.
Sir Lyon liked Helen Brabazon.

She was the only one of the party, with the exception of Bill Donnington, whom he did like.