Catherine looked curiously at Roger . She was very superstitious and she believed firmly in ghosts , and saw no absurdity in her question . `` I wish I could see it , '' said Roger , his great eyes flashing . He believed in ghosts too , at least in Isabel Temple 's ghost . His uncle had seen it ; his grandfather had seen it ; he believed he would see it -- the beautiful , bewitching , mocking , luring ghost of lovely Isabel Temple . `` Do n't wish such stuff , '' said Catherine . `` Nobody ai n't never the same after they 've seen her . '' `` Was Uncle different ? '' Roger had come back into the kitchen and was looking curiously at his aunt . `` Diff ` rent ? He was another man . He did n't even look the same . Sich eyes ! Al ` ays looking past ye at something behind ye . They 'd give anyone creeps . He never had any notion of flesh-and-blood women after that -- said a man would n't , after seeing Isabel . His life was plumb ruined . Lucky he died young . I hated to be in the same room with him -- he wa 'n' t canny , that was all there was to it . You keep away from that grave -- you do n't want to look odder than ye are by nature .
And when ye git married , ye 'll have XXXXX give up roamin ' about half the night in graveyards .
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