I leaves her alone and purty soon
she says:
"Do you believe in ghosts?"
I tell her sometimes I think I don't believe in 'em,
and sometimes I think I do, but anyhow I would
hate to see one. I asts her why does she ast.
"Because," she says, "because--but I hadn't
ought to tell you."
"It's daylight," I says; "it's no use being scared
to tell now."
"It ain't that," she says, "but it's a secret."
When she said it was a secret, I knowed she would
tell. Martha liked having her friends help her to
keep a secret.
"I think Miss Hampton has seen one," she says,
finally, "and that her staying indoors has something
to do with that."
Then she tells me. The night of the day after
we camped there, her and Miss Hampton was out
fur a walk. We didn't have any show that night.
They passed right by our camp, and they seen us
there by the fire, all three of us. But they was in
the road in the dark, and we was all in the light, so
none of the three of us seen them. Miss Hampton
was kind of scared of us, first glance, fur she gasped
and grabbed holt of Martha's arm all of a sudden
so tight she pinched it. Which it was very natcheral
that she would be startled, coming across three
strange men all of a sudden at night around a turn
in the road. They went along home, and Martha
went inside and lighted a lamp, but Miss Hampton
lingered on the porch fur a minute.
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