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What's the matter, P.? I asked.
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Don't you see it? responded he.
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What?
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The grey figure behind Mrs. N.S., bearded like an Egyptian Sphinx.
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That's the Colonel! exclaimed Mr. Hall, and the widow bowed religiously, with a
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Dear! is it you? On this, as my friend was terribly frightened, we soon took leave; and when we went home, I found that he was so pursued by
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rapping all about him, that he actually vacated his own room and slept in mine, for protection against the invisible, on two chairs till morning broke; when he feared the spirits no longer. I may mention that this insight into an immaterial world (he having been inclined before to pyrrhonism) quite altered his career, and that soon after he took holy orders. In this connection I may state, that according to a printed account I have seen, both Mr. and Mrs. Hall were converted from avowed materialism by spirit manifestation, and that when the question of