It was the second
time I sid him. But this was the first time he spoke to me.
"My aunt talked wi' him in the housekeeper's room, and I don't know
what they said. I was a bit feared on the squire, he bein' a great
gentleman down in Lexhoe, and I darn't go near till I was called. And
says he, smilin':
"'What's a' this ye a sen, child? it mun be a dream, for ye know
there's na sic a thing as a bo or a freet in a' the world. But
whatever it was, ma little maid, sit ye down and tell all about it
from first to last.'
"Well, so soon as I made an end, he thought a bit, and says he to my
aunt:
"'I mind the place well. In old Sir Olivur's time lame Wyndel told me
there was a door in that recess, to the left, where the lassie dreamed
she saw my grandmother open it. He was past eighty when he told me
that, and I but a boy. It's twenty year sen. The plate and jewels used
to be kept there, long ago, before the iron closet was made in the
arras chamber, and he told me the key had a brass handle, and this ye
say was found in the bottom o' the kist where she kept her old fans.
Now, would not it be a queer thing if we found some spoons or diamonds
forgot there? Ye mun come up wi' us, lassie, and point to the very
spot.'
"Loth was I, and my heart in my mouth, and fast I held by my aunt's
hand as I stept into that awsome room, and showed them both how she
came and passed me by, and the spot where she stood, and where the
door seemed to open.
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