"You would not like me, mortal," the ghost replied, testing.

Bowing, mocking, the ghost replied, "I thought myself forgotten.

I know it's a surprise, seeing me,' the would-be ghost replied.

"Not the ghost of a lion, my good little man," replied Harris.

The ghost of SIr Olven did not reply but simply extended its hands with its sword lying across them.

'Not the ghost of one,' replied Miss Mowcher.

"I saw you do it," his grandfather's ghost replied.

"Not 'the ghost,' " the victorious assassin replied to the dead form, "just 'Ghost.' "

But the ghost did not reply.

Seek not to know," the ghost replied with tears, "The sorrows of thy sons in future years.