however； and I took them up quickly。
〃With what？ What is your trouble？〃
〃It is very difficult to impart； sir。 It is very； very difficult
to speak of。 If ever you make me another visit； I will try to tell
you。〃
〃But I expressly intend to make you another visit。 Say； when shall
it be？〃
〃I go off early in the morning； and I shall be on again at ten to…
morrow night； sir。〃
〃I will come at eleven。〃
He thanked me； and went out at the door with me。 〃I'll show my
white light； sir；〃 he said； in his peculiar low voice； 〃till you
have found the way up。 When you have found it； don't call out！
And when you are at the top； don't call out！〃
His manner seemed to make the place strike colder to me； but I said
no more than； 〃Very well。〃
〃And when you come down to…morrow night； don't call out！ Let me
ask you a parting question。 What made you cry； 'Halloa！ Below
there！' to…night？〃
〃Heaven knows；〃 said I。 〃I cried something to that effect〃
〃Not to that effect； sir。 Those were the very words。 I know them
well。〃
〃Admit those were the very words。 I said them； no doubt； because I
saw you below。〃
〃For no other reason？〃
〃What other reason could I possibly have？〃
〃You had no feeling that they were conveyed to you in any
supernatural way？〃
〃No。〃
He wished me good…night； and held up his light。 I walked by the
side of the down Line of rails （with a very disagreeable sensation
of a train coming behind me） until I found the path。 It was easier
to mount than to descend； and I got back to my inn without any
adventure。
Punctual to my appointment； I placed my foot on the first notch of
the zigzag next night； as the distant clocks were striking eleven。
He was waiting for me at the bottom； with his white light on。 〃I
have not called out；〃 I said； when we came close together； 〃may I
speak now？〃 〃By all means； sir。〃 〃Good…night； then； and here's my
hand。〃 〃Good…night； sir； and here's mine。〃 With that we walked
side by side to his box； entered it； closed the door； and sat down
by the fire。
〃I have made up my mind； sir；〃 he began； bending forward as soon as
we were seated； and speaking in a tone but a little above a
whisper； 〃that you shall not have to ask me twice what troubles me。
I took you for some one else yesterday evening。 That troubles me。〃
〃That mistake？〃
〃No。 That some one else。〃
〃Who is it？〃
〃I don't know。〃
〃Like me？〃
〃I don't know。 I never saw the face。 The left arm is across the
face； and the right arm is waved；violently waved。 This way。〃
I followed his action with my eyes； and it was the action of an arm
gesticulating； with the utmost passion and vehemence； 〃For God's
sake； clear the way！〃
〃One moonlight night；〃 said the man； 〃I was sitting here； when I
heard a voice cry； 'Halloa！ Below there！' I started up； looked
from that door； and saw this Someone else standing by the red light
near the tunnel； waving as I just now showed you。 The voice seemed
hoarse with shouting； and it cried； 'Look out！ Look out！' And
then attain； 'Halloa！ Below there！ Look out！' I caught up my
lamp； turned it on red； and ran towards the figure； calling；
'What's wrong？ What has happened？ Where？' It stood just outside
the blackness of the tunnel。 I advanced so close upon it that I
wondered at its keeping the sleeve across its eyes。 I ran right up
at it； and had my hand stretched out to pull the sleeve away； when
it was gone。〃
〃Into the tunnel？〃 said I。
〃No。 I ran on into the tunnel； five hundred yards。 I stopped； and
held my lamp above my head； and saw the figures of the measured
distance； and saw the wet stains stealing down the walls and
trickling through the arch。 I ran out again faster than I had run
in （for I had a mortal abhorrence of the place upon me）； and I
looked all round the red light with my own red light； and I went up
the iron ladder to the gallery atop of it； and I came down again；
and ran back here。 I telegraphed both ways； 'An alarm has been
given。 Is anything wrong？' The answer came back； both ways； 'All
well。'〃
Resisting the slow touch of a frozen finger tracing out my spine； I
showed him how that this figure must be a deception of his sense of
sight； and how that figures； originating in disease of the delicate
nerves that minister to the functions of the eye； were known to
have often troubled patients； some of whom had become conscious of
the nature of their affliction； and had even proved it by
experiments upon themselves。 〃As to an imaginary cry；〃 said I； 〃do
but listen for a moment to the wind in this unnatural valley while
we speak so low； and to the wild harp it makes of the telegraph
wires。〃
That was all very well； he returned； after we had sat listening for
a while； and he ought to know something of the wind and the wires；
he who so often passed long winter nights there； alone and
watching。 But he would beg to remark that he had not finished。
I asked his pardon； and he slowly added these words； touching my
arm
〃Within six hours after the Appearance； the memorable accident on
this Line happened； and within ten hours the dead and wounded were
brought along through the tunnel over the spot where the figure had
stood。〃
A disagreeable shudder crept over me； but I did my best against it。
It was not to be denied； I rejoined； that this was a remarkable
coincidence； calculated deeply to impress his mind。 But it was
unquestionable that remarkable coincidences did continually occur；
and they must be taken into account in dealing with such a subject。
Though to be sure I must admit； I added （for I thought I saw that
he was going to bring the objection to bear upon me）； men of common
sense did not allow much for coincidences in making the ordinary
calculations of life。
He again begged to remark that he had not finished。
I again begged his pardon for being betrayed into interruptions。
〃This；〃 he said； again laying his hand upon my arm； and glancing
over his shoulder with hollow eyes； 〃was just a year ago。 Six or
seven months passed； and I had recovered from the surprise and
shock； when one morning； as the day was breaking； I； standing at
the door； looked towards the red light； and saw the spectre again。〃
He stopped； with a fixed look at me。
〃Did it cry out？〃
〃No。 It was silent。〃
〃Did it wave its arm？〃
〃No。 It leaned against the shaft of the light； with both hands
before the face。 Like this。〃
Once more I followed his action with my eyes。 It was an action of
mourning。 I have seen such an attitude in stone figures on tombs。
〃Did you go up to it？〃
〃I came in and sat down； partly to collect my thoughts； partly
because it had turned me faint。 When I went to the door again；
daylight was above me； and the ghost was gone。〃
〃But nothing followed？ Nothing came of this？〃
He touched me on the arm with his forefinger twice or thrice giving
a ghastly nod each time：…
〃That very day； as a train came out of the tunnel； I noticed； at a
carriage window on my side； what looked like a confusion of hands
and heads； and something waved。 I saw it just in time to signal
the driver； Stop！ He shut off； and put his brake on； but the train
drifted past here a hundred and fifty yards or more。 I ran after
it； and； as I went along； heard terrible screams and cries。 A
beautiful young lady had died instantaneously in one of the
compartments； and was brought in here； and laid down on this floor
between us。〃
Involuntarily I pushed my chair back； as I looked from the boards
at which he pointed to himself。
〃True； sir。 True。 Precisely as it happened； so I tell it you。〃
I could think of nothing to say； to any purpose； and my mouth was
very dry。 The wind and the wires took up the story with a long
lamenting wail。
He resumed。 〃Now； sir； mark this； and judge how my mind is
troubled。 The spectre came back a week ago。 Ever since； it has
been there； now and again； by fits and starts。〃
〃At the light？〃
〃At the Danger…light。〃
〃What does it seem to do？〃
He repeated； if possible with increased passion and vehemence； that
former gesticulation of； 〃For God's sake； clear the way！〃
Then he went on。 〃I have no peace or rest for it。 It calls to me；
for many minutes together； in an agonised manner； 'Below there！
Look out！ Look out！' It stands waving to me。 It rings my little
bell〃
I caught at that。 〃Did it ring your bell yesterday evening when I
was here； and you went to the door？〃
〃Twice。〃
〃Why； see；〃 said I； 〃how your imagination misleads you。 My eyes
were on the bell； and my ears were open to the bell； and if I am a
living man； it did NOT ring at those times。 No； nor at any other
time； except when it was rung in the natural course of physical
things by the station communicating with you。〃
He shook his head。 〃I have never made a mistake as to that yet；
sir。 I have never confused the spectre's ring with the man's。 The
ghost's ring is a strange vibration in the bell that it derives
from nothing else； and I have not asserted that the bell stirs to
the eye。 I don't wonder that you failed to hear it。 But I heard
it。〃
〃And did the spectre seem to be there； when you looked out？〃
〃It WAS there。〃
〃Both times？〃
He repeated firmly： 〃Both times。〃
〃Will you come to the door with me； and look for it now？〃
He bit his under lip as though he were somewhat unwilling； but
arose。 I opened the door； and stood on the step； while he stood in
the doorway。 There was the Danger…light。 There was the dismal
mouth of the tunnel。 There were the high； wet stone walls of the
cutting。 There were the stars above them。
〃Do you see it？〃 I asked him； taking particular note of his face。
His eyes were prominent and strained； but not very much more so；
perhaps； than my own had been when I had directed them earnestly
towards the same spot。
〃No；〃 he answered。 〃It is not there。〃
〃Agreed；〃 said I。
We went in again； shut the door； and resumed our seats。 I was
thinking how best to improve this advantage； if it might be called
one； when he took up the conversation in such a matter…of…course
way； so assuming that there could be no serious question of fact
between us； that I felt mys