There,  that  '11  do.  Thank  you."  He  whis
pered  the  last  words  from  the  top  of  the
second  flight.
"Are  ye  there,  docther?"  Flanagan
anxious  to  the  last,  and  trying  to  peer  up
at  him  with  the  lamp-light  in  his  eyes.
"  Yes.   That  '11  do.   Thank  you !  "  in  the


64  THE  GHOST.
same  whisper.  Before  he  could  tap  at  the
door,  then  darkening  in  the  receding  light,
it  opened  suddenly,  and  a  big  Irish  woman
bounced  out,  and  then  whisked  in  again,
calling  to  some  one  in  an  inner  room :
"  Here  he  is,  Mrs.  Mill'r,"  and  then  bounced
out  again,  with  a  "Walk  royt  in,  if  you
plaze ;  here's  the  choild  " — and  whisked  in
again,  with  a  "  Sure  an'  Jehms  was  quick ; "
never  once  looking  at  him,  and  utterly  un
conscious  of  the  presence  of  her  landlord.
He  had  hardly  stepped  into  the  room  and
taken  off  his  hat,  when  Mrs.  Miller  came
from  the  inner  chamber  with  a  lamp  in  her
hand.  How  she  started!  "With  her  pale
face  grown  suddenly  paler,  and  her  hand
on  her  bosom,  she  could  only  exclaim :
"  Why,  it's  Dr.  Eenton ! "  and  stand,  still
and  dumb,  gazing  with  a  frightened  look  at
his  face,  whiter  than  her  own.  Whereupon
Mrs.  Flanagan  came  bolting  out  again,
with  wild  eyes  and  a  sort  of  stupefied  horror
in  her  good,  coarse,  Irish  features ;  and
then,  with  some  uncouth  ejaculation,  ran
back,  and  was  heard  to  tumble  over  some
thing  within,  and  tumble  something  else
over  in  her  fall,  and  gather  herself  up  with
a  subdued  howl,  and  subside.
