I never saw or heard of an authentic ghost, and I do not propose to believe until I see." "We have a ghost at 'The Wilderness,'-- the wraith of a poor young lady who killed herself after some royal blackguard had abused his own hospitality.

She often comes to visit me in my study," said the Professor, as though he were relating the most ordinary occurrence.
"Ah," smiled the Prince, "that is very interesting: but, of course, it would be in the power of a man like yourself to have experiences which are denied to ordinary mortals.

Still, granted all that, I confess that I have often wondered whether or not I should be frightened if I really did see a ghost." "Yes, I wonder ?" murmured Nitocris, with a great deal more meaning than he had any idea of just then.
All three felt that the conversation was getting a little difficult, and they were not sorry when the rapid rising of the rock of Elsinore made it necessary for Oscarovitch to go out to the engine telegraph.
"His Highness doesn't believe in ghosts now," whispered Nitocris to her father, when the door shut behind him, "but I think he will before very long.

I wonder what he is really going to do?
I've half a mind to----" "No, no, Niti," he said quickly; "keep this side of the Border till you really have to cross it.

What on earth, literally, would happen if he came back and found me standing here alone ?" "Oh, of course I didn't mean it," she smiled.