This fancy was of a twofold character. One was, that since I was in
for testing, I would go over there and test my nerves; the other
was an idea that, since I had been launched into the regions of the
marvellous, possibly it might be made manifest to me there in those
deep seclusions, on that spot,—a revelation that would lift the veil
of mystery that enshrouded the fate of the two unfortunates, and also
unravel the difficult maze in which I had been involved. Perhaps
I would see that figure there,—that figure a parent, or relative
of the girl, who had come to me that night, impressing me to the
interview. I could not but think of the spiritualistic theory of the
sympathies between the living and the dead,—the theory indeed of all
Christian, and, for that matter, of all heathen sects, and there, and
nowhere else, I might have revealed to me the name of the man who had
done those hideous acts. Surely, I was in a singular predicament. I
had either seen a ghost, or I had not, and I felt unwilling to let
things remain in the condition of unsettled doubt, not caring for the
rest of my life to be the prosy relator of a ghost story, which my
listener could accuse me of having left unsettled and unfinished for
the want of nerve to examine to its climax. Determined upon putting
my duplex test into execution, I returned to the house to inform my
friends that I was going out for a stroll,—not an unusual thing with
me,—and to make some little arrangement that I thought personally
needful in case of untoward accidents; for, independent of the
peculiar intention I was about to fulfil, there were reasons why I
should not go unprepared for physical contingencies.
The whole country, it will be remembered, was in a very disorganized
state,—many people thrown out of employment, and others returned from
scenes of strife and bloodshed, with an education habituated to deeds
of violence. So I armed myself with a companion charged to the lips
with a counteracting but defensive species of explosive violence,—a
thing that could speak seven times, and always with effect if the
delivery was good.
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