"Of course you aren't," Miss Selenski agreed, "and, for that matter, neither am I. But nearly all of our neighbors are superstitious. Mr. Tenowitz, the grocer at the corner of First and Seventy-ninth has the renting of the place, and he declares that the last tenant rushed into his store early one morning, paid his bill and departed without a word of explanation, but he looked, Mr. Tenowitz told me, as though he _had_ seen a ghost. I don't think there is anything the matter with the old house," their informant continued, "except just loneliness.