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Chapter VI.—Ghosts-1
Chapter VI.—GhostsThe following morning at breakfast-time Beatrice handed over her diary to Larose with the smiling intimation that she had run briefly through it, and there was nothing in it he might not read. The book was bound in black morocco, with ‘Diary’ in gold letters upon the cover, and was about an inch thick. It was for no particular year, and was not dated in any way, neither were its pages numbered. It was provided with a lock and key. “Dr. Athol gave us all one for a Christmas present last year,” said Beatrice, “but I am the only one who has written it up regularly. He has kept one for many years and says he finds it most useful, and I quite agree with him.” Larose retired to the library and spent a good half an hour going most carefully through the later entries in the di
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