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'Let's tell ghost stories then,' said Gladys.
'Aren't you tired of them? One hears nothing else nowadays. And they're all "authentic," really vouched for, only you never see the person who saw or heard or felt the ghost. It is always somebody's sister or cousin, or friend's friend,' objected young Mrs Snowdon, another of the guests at the Quarries.