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by Charles Dickens
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Title: The Haunted Man and the Ghost's Bargin
Author: Charles Dickens
Release Date: September, 1996 [EBook #644]
[This file was first posted on September 11, 1996]
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Transcribed from the 1907 J. M. Dent and Co. edition by David
Price, email ccx074@coventry.ac.uk
THE HAUNTED MAN AND THE GHOST'S BARGAIN
CHAPTER I--The Gift Bestowed
Everybody said so.
Far be it from me to assert that what everybody says must be true.
Everybody is, often, as likely to be wrong as right. In the
general experience, everybody has been wrong so often, and it has
taken, in most instances, such a weary while to find out how wrong,
that the authority is proved to be fallible. Everybody may
sometimes be right; "but THAT'S no rule," as the ghost of Giles
Scroggins says in the ballad.
The dread word, GHOST, recalls me.
Everybody said he looked like a haunted man. The extent of my
present claim for everybody is, that they were so far right. He
did.
Who could have seen his hollow cheek; his sunken brilliant eye; his
black-attired figure, indefinably grim, although well-knit and
