'i 'll tell you one thing she loved to do , and she never tired of it , and that was to tell stories to the other girls they 'd gather around her at big recess , and she 'd keep them hanging on her every word until the bell rang and such stories they were that she told them ghost stories of old plantation houses full of horrible secrets , and people foully murdered , and of voodoo in the islands long years ago she knew stories of pirates , oh , they were the worst , the things she would tell about the pirates it was positively shocking and all this had the ring of truth to it , to hear her tell it but you knew she had to be making it up what did she know of the thoughts and feelings of some group of poor souls on a captured galleon in the hours before a brute of a pirate made them walk the plank ?