`` I hung it there to-day when I was looking for the white hen 's nest . Oh , what shall we do ? Uncle Roger may not be back for hours . I CA N'T believe there 's anything in the house . '' `` Maybe it 's only Peg Bowen , '' suggested Dan . There was not a great deal of comfort in this . We were almost as much afraid of Peg Bowen as we would be of any spectral visitant . Peter scoffed at the idea . `` Peg Bowen was n't in the house before your Uncle Roger locked it up , and how could she get in afterwards ? '' he said . `` No , it is n't Peg Bowen . It 's SOMETHING that WALKS . '' `` I know a story about a ghost , '' said the Story Girl , the ruling passion strong even in extremity . `` It is about a ghost with eyeholes but no eyes -- '' `` Do n't , '' cried Cecily hysterically . `` Do n't you go on ! Do n't you say another word ! I ca n't bear it ! Do n't you ! '' The Story Girl did n't . But she had said enough .
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