"Aw," laughed Eli, "I be'ant no wizard, be I? I be 'eavier than the church Bible, I be. Ther' now, hold yerself stiddy, and I'll take et out." He felt along the roof of the cavern, and presently gave a grunt of satisfaction. "I've got et, Jasper, I've got et. 'Tes oal 'ere. Pennington and the purty maid. Aw, aw!" With that I let him down on the floor, and saw that he held something in his hand. "Now, then, let's see it," I cried, for in my eagerness I had forgotten all about my ghostly fears. "Come 'ere to a lew place," said Eli; "this'll do. I'll hould the candle while you raid." The packet which he had taken from a hole in the cave was covered with some kind of skin, and was carefully sewn with strong twine. I took my knife from my pocket, and was about to cut it open when I looked around. The candle which Eli held partially lit up the cave, sufficient, indeed, to enable me to see nearly every part of it. A moment later I had started to my feet and seized the pistol which I had bought at Truro, but my hand became nerveless. Close to me, not ten feet away, I saw that which turned my blood to ice. It seemed to my excited imagination a creature fashioned in the likeness of a man, and yet its eyes shone as I had never seen human eyes shine, and the face was terrible to look upon. The thing held up its hands, and I saw that they were long and lean. He uttered a cry. "No, no, no!" he said. A mist came before my eyes, and my senses seemed to depart from me. For a minute or more I was ignorant of what passed. "You be a vool, Jasper!" I heard Eli say. "What is it?" I asked. "Where is it gone?" "Dunnaw, dunnaw. We'll go out." I hurried out of the cave, forgetful of the purpose for which we came, and I did not rest until I reached the mainland. "This is terrible, Eli!" I said. The dwarf laughed. "I 'spect it was Granfer's ghost," he grunted; "but what of that? He ed'n goin' to stop we." "He has stopped us." "Not a bit of it. I've got the dreckshuns 'ere. I bean't no vool ef you be." I hurried on, for I was terribly afraid, and yet at each step I felt more glad that Eli had taken the papers. All the time Eli kept close to my heels, sometimes laughing at my fears, and at others grumbling with me. Presently I seemed to see things in a new light. Wasn't this apparition merely the creature of my own imaginations? Had I not conjured up the spectre myself? "Eli," I said presently, trying to be brave, "you are right, I am a fool. That thing was nothing but my fancy." "Aw, aw!" laughed Eli. "Come," I said, "there's a furze-cutter's hut somewhere, I saw it as we crossed the downs to-day. Let us go and read the papers." "Tha's yer soarts," replied Eli. "'Ere we be."