Folks said they wanted him to die so 's they could get the little bit of money his mother had left for him . Henry did n't die right off , but he begun having fits -- epileps , they called 'em -- and he grew up kind of simple , till he was about eighteen . His uncle used to thrash him in that garden up there 'cause it was back of the house where no one could see him . But folks could hear , and they say it was awful sometimes hearing poor Henry plead with his uncle not to kill him . But nobody dared interfere 'cause old Tom was such a reprobate he 'd have been sure to get square with 'em some way . He burned the barns of a man at Harbour Head who offended him . At last Henry died and his uncle and aunt give out he died in one of his fits and that was all anybody ever knowed , but everybody said Tom had just up and killed him for keeps at last . And it was n't long till it got around that Henry WALKED . That old garden was HA'NTED . He was heard there at nights , moaning and crying . Old Tom and his wife got out -- went out West and never came back . The place got such a bad name nobody 'd buy or rent it . That 's why it 's all gone to ruin . That was thirty years ago , but Henry Warren 's ghost ha ` nts it yet . '' `` Do you believe that ? '' asked Nan scornfully . '' I do n't . '' `` Well , GOOD people have seen him -- and heard him . '' retorted Mary . `` They say he appears and grovels on the ground and holds you by the legs and gibbers and moans like he did when he was alive .
I thought of that as soon as I seen that white thing in the bushes and thought if it caught me XXXXX that and moaned I 'd drop down dead on the spot .
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