In those days the Hussar regiments still wore over the left shoulder that attractive attachment, or frilled half-coat, hanging loosely behind like the wounded wing of a bird, which was called the pelisse, though it was known among the troopers themselves as a 'sling-jacket.' It added amazingly to their picturesqueness in women's eyes, and, indeed, in the eyes of men also. The burgher who lived in the house with the oriel window sat during a great many hours of the day in that projection, for he was an invalid, and time hung heavily on his hands unless he maintained a constant interest in proceedings without. Not more than a week after the arrival of the Hussars his ears were assailed by the shout of one schoolboy to another in the street below. 'Have 'ee heard this about the Hussars? They are haunted! Yes--a ghost troubles 'em; he has followed 'em about the world for years.' A haunted regiment: that was a new idea for either invalid or stalwart. The listener in the oriel came to the conclusion that there were some lively characters among the ---th Hussars. He made Captain Maumbry's acquaintance in an informal manner at an afternoon tea to which he went in a wheeled chair--one of the very rare outings that the state of his health permitted. Maumbry showed himself to be a handsome man of twenty-eight or thirty, with an attractive hint of wickedness in his manner that was sure to make him adorable with good young women. The large dark eyes that lit his pale face expressed this wickedness strongly, though such was the adaptability of their rays that one could think they might have expressed sadness or seriousness just as readily, if he had had a mind for such. An old and deaf lady who was present asked Captain Maumbry bluntly: 'What's this we hear about you? They say your regiment is haunted.' The Captain's face assumed an aspect of grave, even sad, concern. 'Yes,' he replied, 'it is too true.' Some younger ladies smiled till they saw how serious he looked, when they looked serious likewise. 'Really?' said the old lady. 'Yes. We naturally don't wish to say much about it.' 'No, no; of course not. But--how haunted?' 'Well; the--thing, as I'll call it, follows us. In country quarters or town, abroad or at home, it's just the same.' 'How do you account for it?' 'H'm.' Maumbry lowered his voice. 'Some crime committed by certain of our regiment in past years, we suppose.' 'Dear me . . . How very horrid, and singular!' 'But, as I said, we don't speak of it much.' 'No . . . no.' When the Hussar was gone, a young lady, disclosing a long-suppressed interest, asked if the ghost had been seen by any of the town.