We asked him our usual question: if anything was wrong with the wires.

With a groan he answered "No," the wires seemed all right, but he had met a ghost.
"What ghost, you donkey ?" I said.
"The ghost of one of the dead kings, O Physician, yonder in the burial cave.

It was he with the bent bones who sits in the farthest chair.

Only he had put some flesh on his bones, and I tell you he looked fearful, a very fierce man, or rather ghost." "Indeed, and did he say anything to you, Japhet ?" "Oh! yes, plenty, O Physician, only I could not understand it all, because his language was somewhat different to mine, and he spat out his words as a green log spits out sparks.

I think that he asked me, however, how my miserable people dared to destroy his god, Harmac.