A moment of madness, and other stories (vol. 1 of 3)Marryat, Florence
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A moment of madness, and other stories (vol. 1 of 3)
Marryat, Florence
English fiction -- 19th century; Short stories, English
‘But, at all events, you won’t go out this evening, Robert, will you?’
she continued imploringly. ‘I could not bear to stay in the house alone
with Margaret and that awful thing.’
I was engaged to attend a public dinner at our mess this evening, for a
couple of officers of the 18th are passing through Mushin-Bunda on their
way to England, and we wished to show them a little civility. I had
been looking forward to the occasion (one sees so few strangers in this
place); but I told my poor little timid wife that I would give it up and
remain at home with her. However, Miss Anstruther very kindly came to my
assistance, and, begging me to keep my engagement, promised not to leave
Janie for a single moment till my return. Upon which, although with much
reluctance, the other consented to my leaving her; and as soon as I could
get away, I went after my servants to learn what folly had induced them
to fly into the presence of their mistress with such a rumour. I found
them almost as frightened as herself, and, oddly enough (for you can
generally catch a native tripping when you cross-examine him), perfectly
firm in adhering to their first statement. Their story is, that as three
of them were returning to their godowns (as they call the huts in the
compound) rather late last night, they saw a tall figure dressed in white
wandering about the graves, and moving its hands in a distressed manner;
and that, as they cried out at the sight (for natives are terribly
superstitious and cowardly), they wakened the other three, who ran out
just in time to see the figure vanish round the house, and they were too
much alarmed to follow up the search. In relating the story to me they
dropped all mention of having touched the supposed ghost, being aware, I
suppose, that I was not likely to credit such an act of bravery on their
parts. I spoke to them all six, both together and individually; and it is
curious that I could not make them contradict themselves in the statement
that they have seen such an apparition. Of course it is all nonsense.
They saw something doubtless; most likely Janie’s ‘ayah’ in her white
cloth, out without leave; but as for a ghost!—folly!
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