So we didn't play." He
laughed, and added, "It would have been as much as our place was
worth to have played."
"Do you mean you wouldn't have been asked here again?"
"Probably. Well, I don't know. Not for some time, anyway."
"Really, Bill?"
"Oh, rather! He's a devil for taking offence. That Miss Norris,
did you see her? She's done for herself. I don't mind betting
what you like that she never comes here again."
"Why?"
Bill laughed to himself.
"We were all in it, really--at least, Betty and I were. There's
supposed to be a ghost attached to the house. Lady Anne Patten.
Ever heard of her?"
"Never."
"Mark told us about her at dinner one night. He rather liked the
idea of there being a ghost in his house, you know; except that
he doesn't believe in ghosts. I think he wanted all of us to
believe in her, and yet he was annoyed with Betty and Mrs.
Calladine for believing in ghosts at all. Rum chap. Well,
anyhow, Miss Norris--she's an actress, some actress too--dressed
up as the ghost and played the fool a bit.
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