Heidi by Johanna Spyri

CHAPTER XII. A GHOST IN THE HOUSE

For some days past Fraulein Rottenmeier had gone about rather silently and as if lost in  thought. As twilight fell, and she passed from room to room, or along the long corridors,  she was seen to look cautiously behind her, and into the dark corners, as if she thought  some one was coming silently behind her and might unexpectedly give her dress a pull.  Nor would she now go alone into some parts of the house. If she visited the upper floor  where the grand guest-chambers were, or had to go down into the large mysterious  council-chamber, where every footstep echoed, and the old senators with their big white  collars looked down so solemnly and immovably from their frames, she regularly called  Tinette to accompany her, in case, as she said, there might be something to carry up or  down. Tinette on her side did exactly the same; if she had business upstairs or down, she  called Sebastian to accompany her, and there was always something he must help her  with which she could not carry alone. More curious still, Sebastian, also, if sent into one of  the more distant rooms, always called John to go with him in case he should want his  assistance in bringing what was required. And John readily obeyed, although there was  never anything to carry, and either might well have gone alone; but he did not know how  soon he might want to ask Sebastian to do the same service for him. And while these  things were going on upstairs, the cook, who had been in the house for years, would stand  shaking her head over her pots and kettles, and sighing, "That ever I should live to know  such a thing."

For something very strange and mysterious was going on in Herr Sesemann's house.  Every morning, when the servants went downstairs, they found the front door wide open,  although nobody could be seen far or near to account for it. During the first few days that  this happened every room and corner was searched in great alarm, to see if anything had  been stolen, for the general idea was that a thief had been hiding in the house and had  gone off in the night with the stolen goods; but not a thing in the house had been touched,  everything was safe in its place. The door was doubly locked at night, and for further  security the wooden bar was fastened across it; but it was no good—next morning the  door again stood open. The servants in their fear and excitement got up extra early, but  not so early but what the door had been opened before they got downstairs, although  everything and everybody around were still wrapped in slumber, and the doors and  windows of the adjoining houses all fast shut. At last, after a great deal of persuasion from  Fraulein Rottenmeier, Sebastian and John plucked up courage and agreed to sit up one  night in the room next to the large council-chamber and to watch and see what would  happen. Fraulein Rottenmeier looked up several weapons belonging to the master, and  gave these and a bottle of spirits to Sebastian, so that their courage might not faint if it  came to a fight. 

On the appointed night the two sat down and began at once to take some of the  strengthening cordial, which at first made them very talkative and then very sleepy, so that  they leant back in their seats and became silent. As midnight struck, Sebastian roused  himself and called to his companion, who, however, was not easy to wake, and kept  rolling his head first to one side and then the other and continuing to sleep. Sebastian began to listen more attentively, for he was wide awake now. Everything was still as a  mouse, all sound had died away from the streets even. He did not feel inclined to go to  sleep again, for the stillness was ghostly to him, and he was afraid now to raise his voice  to rouse John, so he shook him gently to make him stir. At last, as one struck, John work  up, and came back to the consciousness of why he was sitting in a chair instead of lying in  his bed. He now got up with a great show of courage and said, "Come, Sebastian, we  must go outside and see what is going on; you need not be afraid, just follow me."

Whereupon he opened the door wide and stepped into the hall. Just as he did so a  sudden gust of air blew through the open front door and put out the light which John held  in his hand. He started back, almost overturning Sebastian, whom he clutched and pulled  back into the room, and then shutting the door quickly he turned the key as far as he could  make it go. Then he pulled out his matches and lighted his candle again. Sebastian, in the  suddenness of the affair, did not know exactly what had happened, for he had not seen  the open door or felt the breeze behind John's broad figure. But now, as he saw the latter  in the light, he gave a cry of alarm, for John was trembling all over and as white as a  ghost. "What's the matter? What did you see, outside? asked Sebastian sympathetically.