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"Because I am the man Guir himself; and I have lived on through such ages of agony that I have no longer the will or desire to appear other than as the ancient wreck before you." Paul started. "Do you mean to tell me then that I am talking to a ghost?" he cried in dismay. "As you please, Mr. Henley; but ghosts are not so different from ordinary people that is, when they have become materialized.
He stood for several minutes looking out towards the Thames. "The same thing has happened again at La Guir," he said at last. "Any clue?" "None. They say that he is in London now." The two men looked at one another for a moment in grave silence. Ambrose leaned back in his chair and frowned heavily.
Henley, will wait here for the stage, which will be due directly. Tell the driver to put you off at the Guir Road, where you can wait until I come along to pick you up. The distance is not great, and I will follow as quickly as possible." She was off before he had time to answer, leaving him standing by the roadside, waiting for the promised coach.
"I am afraid I have been very stupid," said the old man, apologetically; "indeed, I must have fallen asleep, as it is my habit to take a nap in the early evening, after which I am more wide awake than at any other hour." "Not at all," answered Paul, "I have been enjoying my pipe, and as Miss Guir seemed disposed to be quiet, think I must have been nodding myself."
"As I told you they would be," replied Ah Ben, turning his chair and looking at his pupil with a kindly expression; and then, with his usual earnestness, he added: "But they will not be so always." "And you tell me that these things are actually as real as the furniture in Guir House?" inquired Henley. "Quite!" answered the guide. "Test them for yourself.
"But where is Guir House, and the estate?" inquired Paul, feeling as if the whole thing were an incomprehensible illusion. "They have not been disturbed," the old man answered. "They are where they always were, in the minds of those who perceive them, and upon whose plane they exist." "It is too utterly bewildering. These things appear as real as any I ever saw." "Appear! They are as real.
When Guir had thus entombed himself, he lay down again upon the floor, and then, still a madman, opened a vein in his wrist. The letting of blood may have sobered him or restored his mental equilibrium; for suddenly, with a wild change in his feelings, he bounded to his feet and repented. Again he was in darkness, and could not guess how much time had elapsed since his fatal act.
There was something wildly entreating in her manner and the tones of her voice, and a pathos which went to Henley's heart. What it all was about he could no more imagine than he could account for any of the mysteries at Guir House; but he was determined to stand by Dorothy, come what might. Suddenly the girl had become quiet, rapt in some new thought.
"Boss, ef dey's frens o' yourn, I reckon you knows all about 'em; maybe more'n I kin tell you, and I reckon it's saiftest for me to keep my mouf shet tight!" "Why so? Explain. Surely Miss Guir is a very charming young lady." "I reckon she be, boss; dough for my part I ain't nebber seed her. Folks says as how it ain't good luck when she trabels on de road." "What do you mean?
This is what the note contained: GUIR HOUSE. MY OWN DEAR COMRADE I call you my own because you are all that I ever had, but even now the memory of our few brief interviews is all that is left to me, for I must go without you.
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