"'Your house! I ejaculated, with fine scorn. 'I've got you there; this is the house of the New York Branch of the Ghost Club. If you want it proved, I added, turning to the policeman, 'ring the bell, and ask. "'Oi t'ink dthat's a fair prophosition, observed the policeman. 'Is the motion siconded? "'Oh, come now! cried my captor. 'Stop this nonsense, or I'll report you to the department.