I can't explain.

She--there was only myself in the room." "How many times has she appeared to you ?" "A great many times." "In your room ?" "Yes.

And in the road under a vertical sun; in the forest, in the paddy fields.

I have seen her passing through the hallway of a friend's house--turning on the stair to look back at me! I saw her standing just back of the firing-line at Manoa Wells when we were preparing to rush the forts, and it scared me so that I jumped forward to draw her back.
But--she wasn't there, Mr.Keen.

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