"I can't, sir; it's beyond me. I 'eerd once, permiscuous like, that there wos a 'ouse somewhere in these parts as wos 'aunted, and I sed to myself, 'It's this one.' Then I begun to feel shadders about. It's months and months since I've come 'igher than the kitching; I've been frightened to. It's allus as if somethink wos going to 'appen, and when you woke me up to-night I thought it 'ad." "You began to _feel_ shadows about, Barbara?" "Yes, sir." "But what have you seen?" "Nothink, sir; but I know they're 'ere." "Have you heard anything?" "Only a shaking and rattling, sir." "When there was a wind blowing, Barbara. From your description that must have been what you heard. Some of the window sashes are loose, and of course, in a high wind, they would make a noise." Barbara did not answer, but seemed dubious, and at the same time a little relieved. I glanced at the cat at my feet. "You have seen nothing to-night?" "No, sir." "You see no shadows now?" "No, sir." In these replies there was no such confirmation of my own strange experiences as I had expected, and hoped, to receive when she began to speak of shadows, and I ascribed her fears to the natural nervousness of a child living in a lonely house. They were no stronger than sensitive children living in comfortable homes, with parents and brothers and sisters around them, often suffer from. I had tired Barbara out with my string of questions; her eyelids were closing and opening; her head was nodding. In the silence that ensued she closed her eyes, and did not open them again. The child had fallen asleep. CHAPTER XIX. IMPORTANT INFORMATION. Bob and I conversed in whispers; but Barbara was sleeping so soundly that we might have spoken in our natural voices without fear of awaking her. "What do you think of it, Bob?" I asked. "I don't know what to think," he replied. "I only know one thing--that the child has spoken the truth." "Of that there is no doubt," I said; "but what does it point to?" He conveyed his answer in two words, "Foul play!" I nodded. "My own opinion, not newly formed, for I have had it all along; but what we have been told gives a new turn to it. And still," I added fretfully, "we are in the dark. Where can we look for direction as to the next step to be taken?" "Has it not occurred to you," said Bob, "that it was singular that Mr. Nisbet should have had the body of his stepdaughter cremated instead of buried in the usual manner?" "He may be an enthusiast on the subject of cremation," I observed. "Many eminent men advocate such a disposal of the dead." "There is another answer to the question. We are both agreed that there has been foul play. If we are right, Mr. Nisbet, by having the body cremated, has effectually destroyed the most important evidence that could be sought against him." "The doctor testified at the inquest to the cause of the young lady's death."