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  `Ignorantlywhat?’inquiredMissHalcombesharply。

  `Ignorantlyshockingyourfeelings,’saidMrDempster,lookingverymuchdiscomposed。

  `Uponmyword,MrDempster,youpaymyfeelingsagreatcomplimentinthinkingthemweakenoughtobeshockedbysuchanurchinasthat!’SheturnedwithanairofsatiricaldefiancetolittleJacob,andbegantoquestionhimdirectly。`Come!’shesaid,`Imeantoknowallaboutthis。

  Younaughtyboy,whendidyouseetheghost?’

  `Yestere’en,atthegloaming,’repliedJacob。

  `Oh!yousawityesterdayevening,inthetwilight?Andwhatwasitlike?’

  `Arlinwhite——asaghaistshouldbe,’answeredtheghostseer,withaconfidencebeyondhisyears。

  `Andwherewasit?’

  `Awayyander,int’kirkyard——whereaghaistoughttobe。’

  `Asa``ghaist’’shouldbe——wherea``ghaist’’oughttobe——why,youlittlefool,youtalkasifthemannersandcustomsofghostshadbeenfamiliartoyoufromyourinfancy!Youhavegotyourstoryatyourfingers’

  ends,atanyrate。IsupposeIshallhearnextthatyoucanactuallytellmewhoseghostitwas?’

  `Eh!butIjustcan,’repliedJacob,noddinghisheadwithanairofgloomytriumph。

  MrDempsterhadalreadytriedseveraltimestospeakwhileMissHalcombewasexamininghispupil,andhenowinterposedresolutelyenoughtomakehimselfheard。

  `Excuseme,MissHalcombe,’hesaid,`ifIventuretosaythatyouareonlyencouragingtheboybyaskinghimthesequestions。’

  `Iwillmerelyaskonemore,MrDempster,andthenIshallbequitesatisfied。Well,’shecontinued,turningtotheboy,`andwhoseghostwasit?’

  `T’ghaistofMistressFairlie,’answeredJacobinawhisper。

  TheeffectwhichthisextraordinaryreplyproducedonMissHalcombefullyjustifiedtheanxietywhichtheschoolmasterhadshowntopreventherfromhearingit。Herfacecrimsonedwithindignation——sheturneduponlittleJacobwithanangrysuddennesswhichterrifiedhimintoafreshburstoftears——openedherlipstospeaktohim——thencontrolledherself,andaddressedthemasterinsteadoftheboy。

  `Itisuseless,’shesaid,`toholdsuchachildasthatresponsibleforwhathesays。Ihavelittledoubtthattheideahasbeenputintohisheadbyothers。Iftherearepeopleinthisvillage,MrDempster,whohaveforgottentherespectandgratitudeduefromeverysoulinittomymother’smemory,Iwillfindthemout,andifIhaveanyinfluencewithMrFairlie,theyshallsufferforit。’

  `Ihope——indeed。Iamsure,MissHalcombe——thatyouaremistaken。’

  saidtheschoolmaster。`Thematterbeginsandendswiththeboy’sownperversityandfolly。Hesaw,orthoughthesaw,awomaninwhite,yesterdayevening,ashewaspassingthechurchyard;andthefigure。realorfancied,wasstandingbythemarblecross,whichheandeveryoneelseinLimmeridgeknowstohethemonumentoverMrsFairlie’sgrave。Thesetwocircumstancesaresurelysufficienttohavesuggestedtotheboyhimselftheanswerwhichhassonaturallyshockedyou?’

  AlthoughMissHalcombedidnotseemtobeconvinced,sheevidentlyfeltthattheschoolmaster’sstatementofthecasewastoosensibletobeopenlycombated。Shemerelyrepliedbythankinghimforhisattention,andbypromisingtoseehimagainwhenherdoubtsweresatisfied。Thissaid,shebowed,andledthewayoutoftheschoolroom。

  ThroughoutthewholeofthisstrangesceneIhadstoodapart,listeningattentively,anddrawingmyownconclusions。Assoonaswewerealoneagain,MissHalcombeaskedmeifIhadformedanyopiniononwhatIhadheard。

  `Averystrongopinion,’Ianswered;`theboy’sstory,asIbelieve,hasafoundationinfact。IconfessIamanxioustoseethemonumentoverMrsFairlie’sgrave,andtoexaminethegroundaboutit。’

  `Youshallseethegrave。’

  Shepausedaftermakingthatreply,andreflectedalittleaswewalkedon。`Whathashappenedintheschoolroom,’sheresumed,`hassocompletelydistractedmyattentionfromthesubjectoftheletter,thatIfeelalittlebewilderedwhenItrytoreturntoit。Mustwegiveupallideaofmakinganyfurtherinquiries,andwaittoplacethethinginMrGilmore’shandstomorrow?’

  `Bynomeans,MissHalcombe。Whathashappenedintheschoolroomencouragesmetopersevereintheinvestigation。’

  `Whydoesitencourageyou?’

  `BecauseitstrengthensasuspicionIfeltwhenyougavemethelettertoread。’

  `Isupposeyouhadyourreasons,MrHartright,forconcealingthatsuspicionfrommetillthismoment?’

  `Iwasafraidtoencourageitinmyself。Ithoughtitwasutterlypreposterous——Idistrusteditastheresultofsomeperversityinmyownimagination。

  ButIcandosonolonger。Notonlytheboy’sownanswerstoyourquestions,butevenachanceexpressionthatdroppedfromtheschoolmaster’slipsinexplaininghisstory,haveforcedtheideahackintomymind。Eventsmayyetprovethatideatobeadelusion,MissHalcombe;butthebeliefisstronginme,atthismoment,thatthefanciedghostinthechurchyard,andthewriteroftheanonymousletter,areoneandthesameperson。’

  Shestopped,turnedpale,andlookedmeeagerlyintheface,`Whatperson?’

  `Theschoolmasterunconsciouslytoldyou。Whenhespokeofthefigurethattheboysawinthechurchyardhecalledit``awomaninwhite。’’’

  `NotAnneCatherick?’

  `Yes,AnneCatherick。’

  Sheputherhandthroughmyarmandleanedonitheavily。

  `Idon’tknowwhy,’shesaidinlowtones,`butthereissomethinginthissuspicionofyoursthatseemstostartleandunnerveme。Ifeel——’

  Shestopped,andtriedtolaughitoff。`MrHartright,’shewenton,`I

  willshowyouthegrave,andthengobackatoncetothehouse。IhadbetternotleaveLauratoolongalone。Ihadbettergobackandsitwithher。’

  Wewereclosetothechurchyardwhenshespoke。Thechurch,adrearybuildingofgreystone,wassituatedinalittlevalley,soastobeshelteredfromthebleakwindsblowingoverthemoorlandallroundit。Theburial-groundadvanced,fromthesideofthechurch,alittlewayuptheslopeofthehill。Itwassurroundedbyarough,lowstonewall。andwasbareandopentothesky,exceptatoneextremity,whereabrooktrickleddownthestonyhillside,andaclumpofdwarftreesthrewtheirnarrowshadowsovertheshort,meagregrass。Justbeyondthebrookandthetrees,andnotfarfromoneofthethreestonestileswhichaffordedentrance,atvariouspoints,tothechurchyard,rosethewhitemarblecrossthatdistinguishedMrsFairlie’sgravefromthehumblermonumentsscatteredaboutit。

  `Ineedgonofartherwithyou,’saidMissHalcombe,pointingtothegrave。`Youwillletmeknowifyoufindanythingtoconfirmtheideayouhavejustmentionedtome。Letusmeetagainatthehouse。’

  Sheleftme。Idescendedatoncetothechurchyard,andcrossedthestilewhichleddirectlytoMrsFairlie’sgrave。

  Thegrassaboutitwastooshort,andthegroundtoohard,toshowanymarksoffootsteps。Disappointedthusfar,Inextlookedattentivelyatthecross,andatthesquareblockofmarblebelowit,onwhichtheinscriptionwascut。

  Thenaturalwhitenessofthecrosswasalittleclouded,hereandthere,byweatherstains,andrathermorethanonehalfofthesquareblockbeneathit。onthesidewhichboretheinscription,wasinthesamecondition。

  Theotherhalf,however,attractedmyattentionatoncebyitssingularfreedomfromstainorimpurityofanykind。Ilookedcloser,andsawthatithadbeencleaned——recentlycleaned,inadownwarddirectionfromtoptobottom。Theboundarylinebetweenthepartthathadbeencleanedandthepartthathadnotwastraceablewherevertheinscriptionleftablankspaceofmarble——sharplytraceableasalinethathadbeenproducedbyartificialmeans。Whohadbegunthecleansingofthemarble,andwhohadleftitunfinished?

  Ilookedaboutme,wonderinghowthequestionwastobesolved。NosignofahabitationcouldbediscernedfromthepointatwhichIwasstanding——theburial-groundwasleftinthelonelypossessionofthedead。Ireturnedtothechurch,andwalkedroundittillIcametothebackofthebuilding;

  thencrossedtheboundarywallbeyond,byanotherofthestonestiles,andfoundmyselfattheheadofapathleadingdownintoadesertedstonequarry。Againstonesideofthequarryalittletwo-roomcottagewasbuilt,andjustoutsidethedooranoldwomanwasengagedinwashing。

  Iwalkeduptoher,andenteredintoconversationaboutthechurchandburial-ground。Shewasreadyenoughtotalk,andalmostthefirstwordsshesaidinformedmethatherhusbandfilledthetwoofficesofclerkandsexton。IsaidafewwordsnextinpraiseofMrsFairlie’smonument。Theoldwomanshookherhead,andtoldmeIhadnotseenitatitsbest。Itwasherhusband’sbusinesstolookafterit,buthehadbeensoailingandweakformonthsandmonthspast,thathehadhardlybeenabletocrawlintochurchonSundaystodohisduty,andthemonumenthadbeenneglectedinconsequence。Hewasgettingalittlebetternow,andinaweekortendays’timehehopedtobestrongenoughtosettoworkandcleanit。

  Thisinformation——extractedfromalongramblinganswerinthebroadestCumberlanddialect——toldmeallthatImostwantedtoknow。Igavethepoorwomanatrifle,andreturnedatoncetoLimmeridgeHouse。

  Thepartialcleansingofthemonumenthadevidentlybeenaccomplishedbyastrangehand。ConnectingwhatIhaddiscovered,thusfar,withwhatIhadsuspectedafterhearingthestoryoftheghostseenattwilight,IwantednothingmoretoconfirmmyresolutiontowatchMrsFairlie’sgrave,insecret,thatevening,returningtoitatsunset,andwaitingwithinsightofittillthenightfell。Theworkofcleansingthemonumenthadbeenleftunfinished,andthepersonbywhomithadbeenbegunmightreturntocompleteit。

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